To Kill a King

When we struggle, we know ourselves best;

Then we muddle through that inner test.

Goblins, as we know them, are sinister,

Menacing creatures who administer

Dark work of a dark lord, deep in our minds,

When we sleep, in they creep, deep in our minds.

Putting us to test, meddling without rest,

Pitting us against our best, that's their quest.

But what if, one of us entered their realm?

And what if, one of theirs wanted our love?