To take on this evil blight
The beasts we face this day
Would fill our hearts with dismay
A test of strength and wisdom
Keeps us from our freedom
A test of knowledge and skills
Our hearts with terror fills
Let us fight and be strong men
Let us meet the beasts in their den
Slay the creatures without fashion
Know and feel the satisfaction
As we parry and block the blows
We must continue to smite our foes
Let not the tests daunt your hearts
Be weary of those evil darts
Rise up just this last time
Tread through this dirty grime
So that you can soon take your flight
And be home for Christmas night
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