Grimrock

I cant draw, animate, or anything else, but wanted to share something,so you have to suffer through this!

High on mountain, high in fear
Awaits the terror, growing near
The wind is soothing, on the way
This is the last time I see the day
The sun is setting, on life and sky
It wont be long now until we die
They call us 'pardoned', is that a joke?
I would try to laugh, but I'd just choke
The pit is darker than my heart
I wronged the world, that was the start
The starting step of my demise
So now I gaze up to the skies
The end is here now, they'll shove me in
And now to Grimrock!
The game begins!

Maybe bards sing it in taverns in the game's world.

I decided that you should all suffer even more! Read on for a terrible poem!

Lament of the Cog whisperer

Stone and pit and empty hall
Snails go slugging, and spiders crawl
Bones are clanking, wings in flight
Curse these monsters! Curse this fright!
But worse than all those, worse, it seems
Is the vision in my dreams
Cogs and whispers, every rest
Face the challenge! Beat the test!
Escape from Grimrock? Theres a chance!
Whats that, I see, though, up ahead...
A soldiers lance! Alas! I am....


[A sigh is heard among the cogs. The wait begins again]

Dead.

Heh...I like it. ^_^

I was bored... so I ran this through a travesty generator to see if I could get something good. Hope you don't mind:

High on mountain, high in fear,
Awaits the way
This is the last time I see the way,
The sun is soothing, on the last time I see the world, that was the start,
The wind is here now, they'll shove me in,
The end is here now, they'll shove me in,
And now to Grimrock!
And now until the end;
The game begins.

I like it.

What is a travesty generator?