In the shadowed alleys where the moonlight fades,
Lies a city of mystery where darkness pervades.
Ironshade they call it, where the brave dare not tread,
For dungeons of despair await, where evil's thread is spread.
Oh, Ironshade, city of gloom,
Where dungeons whisper tales of doom.
In the heart of night, where shadows bide,
Evil lurks, where secrets hide.
Through winding streets, where echoes mourn,
The cries of lost souls, forever torn.
Beneath the stone, where torches wane,
Lies the realm of darkness, where nightmares reign.
Oh, Ironshade, city of gloom,
Where dungeons whisper tales of doom.
In the heart of night, where shadows bide,
Evil lurks, where secrets hide.
Through cobwebbed halls and corridors deep,
Echoes the sorrow, where the cursed weep.
With every step, the darkness grows,
In Ironshade, where no light shows.
But amidst the fear and the endless night,
Hope flickers faint, like a beacon bright.
For heroes rise from the depths below,
To vanquish evil's relentless flow.
Oh, Ironshade, city of gloom,
Where dungeons whisper tales of doom.
In the heart of night, where shadows bide,
Evil quakes, when heroes stride.