Down, Down in Goblin Town

Down, Down in Goblin Town
Where no goblins can be found
Nothing left now, but broken ground
Down down in Goblin Town

If you live round the Magister Zone
where they let dragon armies roam
you might come back to a missing home
cuz they left it to some convicted gnome

like

Down, down in Goblin Town
Echoes of the rats be the only sounds
Just memories hide in the hollows now
Down, Down in Goblin Town

Hags'll need a place to bake their bread
and to them your children will be fed
and now their cackles you'll nead to dread
cuz they'll be hunting you instead

of

Down, Down in Goblin Town
no more gob kiddos plump and round
no place for bitches left to prowl
Down, Down in Goblin Town

Where the Kirisian's gonna get their slaves
To clean their plate and wash their staves
Once they've finished emptying out the graves
wonder where their gonna turn their gaze

cuz

Down, Down in Goblin Town
No more starving bellies to be bound
not even bones left buried neath the mounds
Down, Down in Goblin Town