I don't know how to guide him

I don't know how to guide him,

What to do, how to move him.

he's been changed, yes, really changed.

In these past few rooms when I've seen him

He smell's like a goblin.

I don't know how to take this

I don't see why he moves me.

He's a dungeoneer, he's just a dungeoneer.

And I've helped so many questers before

In very many ways:

He's just one more

Should I shout him down? Should I shake and shout?

Should I speak of magic - let my spells all out?

I never thought I'd come to this - what's it all about?

Don't you think it's rather funny

It's not been the opposition..

that's changed my demeanour from bein'

So calm, so cool, no villian's fool

Moving so slow

It scares me so.

I never thought I'd come to this - what's it all about

Yet, once he said he'd reject me

He had lost, and was frightened.

The team couldn't cope, just couldn't cope.

Pickle turned his head, he backed away,

He didn't want to know -

I've scared him so.

I wanted him to.

I must go...