ВЕРОломство - Munruthel

Legend speaks of a beast

Three hundred miles from it’s tip to it’s tail

None have seen it, yet all know it’s name

Like the ark of the covenant, or the holy grail

We set out on a quest

In search of the lair, where the creature doth dwell

On a ransom to bring back it’s head

Our journey would take us to the depths of hell

His eyes shine like the rays of morning

His mouth is as a burning flame