Down below
To the class of the dead
The overlord waits
To cut off her head
But the followers of this demon
Not entirely true to their master
For fear of the beast
No one stands up to the evil caster
All but one
The bravest of us all
Will fight the great beast
To attack, to make this creature fall
She fights with her heart and strength
Alas the poor hero may fail
Try as she might the beast will keep living
With its power and might it will prevail
But word of this bravery
Sends to the followers of the beast
How miserable life can be made
When they can be made to a feast
The story is over
The message now done
No effect in the short term
But in the long run, the hero has won