Ballad of the Black Keep

“Hear ye, travelers—

the tale of a knight,

who mistook steel for salvation,

and found only the grave…”

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I rode ‘neath banners torn and frayed,

Through haunted fields where kingdoms decayed.

The crows sang hymns of crownless kings,

I swore my oath on broken rings.

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Beneath the moon’s eclipse you’ll find,

No quest for honor—only crime.

Your blade, a curse… your shield, a lie—

Welcome, knight… it’s time to die!

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Knight: Raise the steel, let the heavens quake!

Narrator: Every oath you swore was a grave mistake!

Knight: Torch the dark, may the fiends abate!

Narrator: But the Black Keep hungers—you can’t escape!

Together:

Ohhh, the walls are bleeding,

The bells are screaming…

This is the dungeon of your fate—

The gallows sing your serenade!

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Through dungeons deep with cobwebs bound,

I heard the screams of the lost resound.

Each step I took, the stones would sigh,

The banners wept as if alive.

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“Your dice are cast, O knight of shame.

The Dungeon Master knows your name.

Roll the bones, a natural one—

Your story ends, the fiends have won…”

(Cue breakdown riff—double bass drums, shrieking guitars.)

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Knight (screamed): Slay the lich, break the chains, I won’t fall to endless pain!

Narrator (growled): Your kingdom rots, your quest is ash—

You’ll drown in blood, in the dragon’s laugh!

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Knight: Raise the steel, let the heavens quake!

Narrator: Every oath you swore was a grave mistake!

Knight: Torch the dark, may the fiends abate!

Narrator: The Keep consumes you—you can’t escape!

Together (choir layered):

Ohhh, the bards are weeping,

The towers keening…

This is the dungeon of your fate—

The gallows sing your serenade!

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“In the annals of time, thy quest lies rotten.

The knight is slain.

The tale… forgotten.”