Legend speaks of a beast
Three hundred miles from it's tip to it's tail
None have seen it, yet all know it's name

Like the ark of the covenant, or the holy grail

We set out on a quest

In search of the lair, where the creature doth dwell
On a ransom to bring back it's head
Our journey would take us to the depths of hell


His eyes shine like the rays of morning
His mouth is as a burning flame