On our quest, were never veering.
Swimming in pools of Gold.
All the monsters keep appearing.
Whose stories will be told.
What that sound? I hear a noise.
Something's coming, girls and boys.
We're the Guild of Dungeoneering.
The way out of here must be over there.
We're the Guild of Dungeoneering.
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