The kingdom was grand and great
Unsuspected was its damned fate
The castle walls soon would fall
And blood would spill in the grand hall
From the blood would be born
A monster with a single horn
With claws and fangs and demon wings
It would hunger for mighty kings
Lives would end and houses burn
All so the monster can learn
Of the souls of fallen men
The villages, they’ll number ten
Finally some men will say, “Enough!”
They’ll say, “This creature we must snuff!”
The hero soon shall be chosen
To track the beast back to its den
And in the cave they will embrace
The hero then shall lose his face
The monster shall fall upon his sword
Neither to say another word
Neither to be seen any more
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