Not much for poems but I tried.
Bathed in blood so shall the dungeon walls be
A life of hacking and slashing
its what life has to be
the search for gold never ends
an unquenchable thirst for power
always searching
unending
The blood the walls will retain
A life of hunger
Never Ends
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