Caverns from Lystonia by Second Place

Keeping my steps quiet, and my voice low.
Should I keep the sword or equip the bow?
Cause I'm moving slow.
Walls are not getting wider; the air is getting thin.
Skylight shining brighter.
I saw a shadow, three watching in the corner crouched.
Eyes glowing bright red, too many to count.
Slipped down the stairs, fight couldn't match the flight.
The world is spinning, don't know if I'm winning will I make it back alright?
My head is turning my vision is blurring as I hit rock bottom.
I might be closer than anyone else to finally solving the problem.
I gather my thoughts, my wits, my gifts, three hits, cool calm and collected.
Stairway to the left, hallway to the right, left illuminates, latter firelight.

There is no escape.
I have come this way by my own strength.

I put the helmet to the side, try to see more clear
Who needs salvation when human intellect is near?
And the shield is heavy, why bring the faith?
I have the sword, that's enough to fight with anyway.
Down the hall, full of pride fire glowing on every side
Chills down my spine, a glimpse of the outline.
Tall not wide, a heavy sigh, sunken eyes, distorted figure
Shadow and flame engulfed, a tattered hood cloaking the skull.

I think we have reached the end.
In this cavern, I'm way over my own head.
He starts to look in my direction, breathing heavy unsteady about to learn my lesson.
There's no turning back no, there's no turning back

There is no escape.
I have come this way in my own strength
There is no escape.
I need you to save me from this evil day.

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