Count on me
we are team,
Dungeon maze, two heroes scream,
weapons clash, a holy cross,
slaying mobs, pushed to extreme,
weapons clash, a holy beam.
I can let fight lonely friend,
doesn’t matter it’s his end,
going for fresh monster loot,
I don’t care where’s my boot,
blocked your last escape path,
your coat is torn apart,
mobs on your back with your blood,
I look worried, with good mood.
Your run panicked, just bump me,
you are dying, I can see,
my shield blocked only path,
no one saw, my eyes of rat.
Now my pickup is new shiny,
coins at trader will be raining,
you asked for help of the friend,
deep in maze, left to be dead,
Your stuff now for your mate’s sale,
folks were asking for you... “He failed.”
Thinking I am man of good?
Yeah! I had once some bud.