Frigid Cavern کے بول

A pale moonlight Upon our chariot ride Enter the gate To the bleak inside A frigid cavern Deep covering of ice To approach the depths Could mean the loss of life The torch was dying, no end in sight Our chances diminished, to survive the night With swords brandished, and maces drawn Closer we moved to the evil spawn From high above, arrows rained down A spell was cast, which split the ground The battle ensued, spiked axe found limbs Blood splattered floors, red coloured skin On all sides, demons closed in With axe high, "die you sin." At the stinking end of the cavern walls Bodies lay burned, maggots crawled A light ahead, we emerged unscathed Back on the trail our deaths delayed.