DUNGEONS AND DRAG QUEENS (IN 3 MEASURES) -1 by HOLY MOLAR Oh, loathsome midnight dreary throught pit and bog, a forgotten road tis thee I fear of old. Hark! Thither a chateau! With hunting forbode it filled me. Yet it ruins. I hastened to it bleakly, reasons unclearly. Though still as death whilst my heart it beat with terror at this profound mystery I stumbled upon error. [ www.dailyrics.com ] DUNGEONSANDDRAGQUEENS(IN3MEASURES)-1 by HOLYMOLAR