Beware of the murder hole where the drawbridge meets the gate Searing rain of dragon spit, your fingerprints erased Arrows dive as swift as a hawk, stones heavier than an ox Come raining down through apertures as narrow as a fox Superheated sands cascade a cursed desert hail Each grain a shard of glass with easy passage through your mail By way of murder holes, the fortress breathes its scorching breath Where sand and flame conspire to bring quick relentless death Your tunic catches fire from the devil's fateful kiss Once your flesh is crisp, douse the flame with a pale piss Regret sets in, red hot plate armor is cooking you You fall into the moat, now you're crocodile food Discarded lard from sickly swine boiled to hellish temps Turns your armor to an oven, you've been cleansed of all your sense Insurgents look heavenward to feel hell's hot embrace A vat of boiling rendered fat is poured upon your face Be wary of machicolations where death lies in wait Stones come crashing down with crushing deadly weight A rain of boiled oil, a storm of flaming pitch You regret you stormed the castle, you regret that you exist The kingdom will persist