I don't know how I took it

I just know what I got

Aesandre froze the dungeons: I got icicles of snot

With the frightknights in my ice cube

I'm a star

Dragon I named Red Death

Coming for Treguard

A lightning rod? Oh screw it

Now he's badly charred

I've a headache, need a new lair

I'll go far

Oh no, I'm not shy

I'll get out of each bind

Troll me, chill me, dis me, grill me

I sent Bulstrode up to Dunshelm

For Series 7's bout

Believing in myself and not in Treguard having clout

Oh - a big smash

Here comes another crash

Bah

Revenge I will cry

I'm here, come and try

Troll me, chill me, dis me, grill me

He wants me to surrender

To his Powers that Be

Who dispensed with proper quests so they can skip to Level 3

Does he get a kick

From appearing thick?

I'm the star

Tim Child

Of course you can spy

I don't have to deny you

Troll me, chill me, dis me, grill me