The Cave
In the cave
Silent as the grave
Except for the waves
Of the curséd lake
Fell the chill of dark magic of long ago
See the corpses in the water, in the undertow
When you pay your tribute to the cave wall
Edge around the lake, careful not to fall
Raise from the murky depths a one man boat
Then cross to the island over this travesty of a moat
Impenatrable green liquid is all that you see there
If you desire what's beneath it, drink if you dare
Those who manage to survive and grasp what lies below
Have, waiting in the water, a far more evil foe
Not much will save you, as the rotting hand draws near
Especially if it is death and darkness that you fear
If you cannot pass them it is certain you will die
You will become his servant and forever you will lie
In the cave
Silent as the grave
Except for the waves
Of the curséd lake