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On, on, on he went,
To dragon's cave, and dungeons of old.
More, more, more he brought,
His gilded coins, from ventures of gold.
Then, then, then, he rode,
To cursed hoard, of silver and bone.
Now, now, now he came,
From treasure's cave, to home of his own.
But, but, but alas,
The people feared, his coming to home.
So, so, so he walked,
In ever spite, all over the loam.
Still, still, still they feared,
His eerie face, still after a year.
So, so, so he tried,
To torment them, and prey on their fear.
Now, now, now you see,
Two lifetimes past, he's still walking on.
Long, long, long it's been,
Since all his friends, they've all been long gone.
In, in, in that house,
In ages past, he lived in that hall.
Do, do, do beware,
For in that house, his fell soul is tall.
Worse, worse, worse more still,
His cursed coin, lay cold in the chest.
If, if, if a soul,
Should lift a coin, they will never rest.
To dragon's cave, and dungeons of old.
More, more, more he brought,
His gilded coins, from ventures of gold.
Then, then, then, he rode,
To cursed hoard, of silver and bone.
Now, now, now he came,
From treasure's cave, to home of his own.
But, but, but alas,
The people feared, his coming to home.
So, so, so he walked,
In ever spite, all over the loam.
Still, still, still they feared,
His eerie face, still after a year.
So, so, so he tried,
To torment them, and prey on their fear.
Now, now, now you see,
Two lifetimes past, he's still walking on.
Long, long, long it's been,
Since all his friends, they've all been long gone.
In, in, in that house,
In ages past, he lived in that hall.
Do, do, do beware,
For in that house, his fell soul is tall.
Worse, worse, worse more still,
His cursed coin, lay cold in the chest.
If, if, if a soul,
Should lift a coin, they will never rest.
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*undead monkey screams*