Down to the dungeons, dark and dreer,
No light to guide us, just cold and fear.
Under the castle, a maze of old stone,
Corridors where no beast in years has known.
We defeated the vermin but the fortress will stay,
For into the shadows we can find no way.
Our party of brave beasts, though frightened still,
For this is where vermin took victims to kill.
For what were we searching, nobeast can tell.
We knew nought but rumours, but we knew them well.
T'was said beasts still lived in the darkness here,
Hiding from the vermin, shedding many a tear,
For the friends that they lost to the dark evil rats,
And their family who were killed one by one in the past.
Tis said that this fortress was once in a lake,
And before that, Tsarmina, who made brave badgers quake!
But nothing remains through misted realms of time,
And the place has now changed to beauty from crime.
We have cleaned the bedrooms, the cellars, Great Hall,
But nobeast dares to venture beneath, and fall
Into the dungeons so dark and so grey.
As we return to the light of day
We remember the poor souls who dwelt in that place
And the sacrifice they made to make Mossflower safe