O Great and Wondrous Goddess, O Tender of Dreams,
Ye have delivered me from evil yet again it seems.
How these headmen are trusted I do not know,
He’ll do penance with Griffons and this Ye know.
Now to the Underground, Dwarves are a stomping,
But it is with hairy great Gnolls that we find ourselves romping.
Thank Ye for the magic that strengthens my voice,
and to the ’star of Davok for making “big noise”.