The Terror

So you want to hear a tale you say

A true story from my younger days

I'll try to recall so now listen well

As I tell you about this demon from Hell

Far to the north into the barren Wastes we went my companions and I

To a place where the lost stronghold of king Tharngrim was said to lie

After many a peril we found it but a shadow hung over the place

We were told of a prophecy. A demon returning one of these days

Shortly the keep was beset by a tide of Chaos and we were pushed back

To the innermost hall where we prepared a last stand for the final attack

Though we had fought hard and well our hopes were dead and gone

For we all knew that the worst was yet to come

So there we stood in silence and stark fear awaiting our fate

Then the silence ended as a tremendous force shattered the last gate

Ablaze in the darkness of the smashed gate was a pair of eyes. Like burning coal

It was violence incarnate terrifying beyond comprehension to behold

Then it spoke with a roaring voice and eyes shining brightly with insane bloodthirst

"I've come back just as I promised. Well little dwarfs who wants to die first"

Like a blood soaked god it came truly the terror of its name

For the blood and souls it came for an old debt to be claimed

As the prophecy foretold the foul demon returned

And the noble king Tharngrim painfully learned

That yesterdays glory can be turned into tomorrows doom

When he faced the Terror down in the mountain's gloom

Its axe rose and fell in great bloody arcs turning the floor into a red lake

As it ploughed through the dwarf host and left a crimson ruin in its wake

And despite the sentinel's determination to protect their king

I witnessed the prophecy come true as the king was slain by this vile thing

Well the story has come to an end

I hope you have enjoyed the tale my friend

But listen to me and listen well

They do exist these demons from Hell

So now be sure to remember my son

That Chaos snare the unwary one

The unwary one