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We wander these ancient corridors

 Abandoned since its conception

 A dank musk fills the air

 Walk on powdered bones

 Crushed under the hooves

 Of the beast

 A giant abomination

 Born of the gods of the second age

 His club, once the great tree of life,

 Now a weapon of absolute death

 A corrupt gem embedded

 by the Old Ones

 Birthed the Minotaur

 Of its fruit the rotten hearts of men

 Enticed by the potential encouraged their doom

 Elation turned to fear

 As it grew

 It fed on acts of death

 The tree that cradled the calf

 Uprooted as a terrible club

 The land dried and soon died

 As the appetite of the beast grew

 The walls once meant to protect

 Now act to imprison

 Like a spiders web

 The beast feels all

 As we break through the rubble

 And challenge the demon

 with a suicide call

 To reclaim the gem

 And bind him to our will

 For not blade nor arrow

 can pierce its flesh

 But it's not its demise we cherish

 To bend and break its will

 In our servitude

 Add it amongst our

 summoning brood

 The creature comes

 Into our circle we enchant

 An invisible wall

 it cannot break

 As we dismantle its club

 Stake by stake