Roam these halls but if you must
Darkness lies in ashen dust.
Truth of what was yearned to see
is never which is meant to be.
In ebon corners evil dwells
and grief is felt in blackened cells.
There's no escape or place to run
night forever hides the sun.
You've searched within these walls of doubt
by now you know there's no way out.
See your hands and as they fade
become a part of the facade.
Answers sought were never cheap
cost of knowledge very steep.
Fools will come to rise but fall
and lose their lives in Haggard's Halls.
Ref: Haggards' Halls ( VI )
