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