In a world full of dragons, demons and fires
There is a place run by killers, slavers and liars.
A town where one’s life is always on thread
Where one slight misstep will make you drop dead.
No police nor guard will save your hide here
If you want to survive, be armed to the ear.
But of course, in a famine, not all can get knifes
All one can do then is to gamble with lives.
Only nobles and bandits were free from starvation.
The rest had to choose between crime and damnation.
The name of this city is Doomterror Bay
Where evil rejoice and good men dismay.
Outside of the castle, there is nothing but slums
Here the kids are so poor, they use trashcans as drums.
Disease, death and pain, it’s here every day
With rats running rampant and thugs seeking prey.
And to make matters worse, the people are oppressed
By the queen and the nobles on comfy backrests.
With smiles on their faces, they look on the city
With no shame or remorse, no grief and no pity.
In a castle of bones, they wa