I saw this (a) long time in fantasies: Old chest with gold and white pearls Whitout it, I’ll never be truly free I’m ready for Deadly Race
Hellish creatures lurking there And many traps to avoid And in the dungeon old witch lives Immortal devils whore
Many were the daredevils who headed off with the mission to slay the witch and destroy the evil. None of them saved their lives. Mighty infernal magic covered valleys with poisonous mist making the way to the old gloomy castle treacherous and invisible. But even that didn’t intimidate the knights. Mislead by the valuable prize, they headed towards certain death.
What kind of darkness? Gods help me! In distance I hear screams I am so tired Gods help me! What kind of fire is there?
Welcome, dear warrior You are my victim!
No one will help you, no one! Give up your hope forever! Just let me show you what fear is Now I’ll teach you pain!
Serve me for ever! Give me your strength!
Is this the end of my life? Is this the end of my way? Here’s where the desire of gold leads to What else can I say?
Is this the end of my life? Is this the end of my way? Here’s where the desire of gold leads to What else can I say?
