The patter of their feet

The clenching of their claws

You forgot Ye Olde Daemons

The snarling of their teeth

Their stench of meat so raw

Why did Ye bring Yer Olde Daemons

Drinking blood and eating flesh

Tearing through somebody's bones'

Oh! Curse Ye Olde Daemons

Yellow eyes that sir unrest

Creeping into people's homes

Never again bring Ye Olde Daemons

You wicked man with spells to spare

Why send your wrath on this village

We abhore Ye Olde Daemons

We said we were sorry, oh you with grey hair

Yet still for revenge you pillage

How we hate Ye Olde Daemons

-Blaise Kohler