There are many monsters in our lives
As we journey through the lands
Many battles to be fought
Some with our minds, some with our hands

So here I am, on this journey
Why was I choosen to go
Im in the forest, scary and dark
With no light to glow

I've reached a battle a small little goblin
A sword is in his hand
But with one blow of my mighty swing
I knock him from the living land

Now I've reached another monster
An ogre of great size
And with his club he smashes down
Im hit hard and go to the ground
But then i take a small throwing knife, and hit him in the eyes

Two monsters down, one small one big
But another monster comes
This monster is called a mimic
For it takes on the form of a friend

It comes out and entices you
To think it's very friendly
It tells you it will help
Your journey through the war

So now you are tricked to think you have a friend, but then you fight another goblin, small and insignificant, but then you lose to the monster and the mimic turns on you.

This is a monster in your life
A backstabbing one you must discern from
You must see theough the lies it tells
Or itll hurt you more when it attacks you and leaves, once you lost.

So now I'm stuck here bleeding out
A dagger in my side
My eyes see my life flashing by
And from this world my mind will slide