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The Dungeon 

Written by Unwritten Shadows

Chained to a wall with no windows,

no light pure darkness all alone,

I can hear the sounds of voices, 

The screams of torture,

piercing through my mind 

I don't know weather it is day or night

All i can do is lay on an ice cold slab

They call a bed

I don't know how I got here,

and what I did wrong

All i know is one minute I'm looking at the sky

Looking at the sunshine beam off the ocean 

Suddenly I'm approached,

by men in armor riding horses

They hit me and I ended up here

So I hang chained to the wall in this lonely room called. The Dungeon.