Moist
Fleshy pink hands are now
Covering us
Lowering us into
A tiny metal
Box
They said we would never escape
The goblin box
They had never been so fucking wrong
In their whole God damn motherfucking

Lives so easy to save
Lost by the hundreds
Foolproof design?
But this box is
Easy to fucking destroy!
Where the fuck are your brains now?
I (think I) see them on the wall

Breaking free
(Rip all the humans)
With ease
(Tear all the humans up)
Our appetite for blood
(Kill all the humans)
Impossible to please

Stuffed
Into the clutches of this
Horrible box
So
Many other beasts
Have met their demises
They said that the box
Was a damn solid design
But what they didn't realize
Was goblins are stronger, faster, and smarter

Chuckling humans, sealing the box
Goblins are undeterred
Taking great care as they check all the locks
Not a peep can be heard as they speak not a word!

In the end, the humans are mauled, beaten, and killed
You may ask how this came to pass
How did we escape the box?
Clearly, the answer is

The humans had built the box to torture and maim all kinds of magical creatures
But the goblins were not to be trifled with, no not to be trifled with at all
And as the humans lay there, a pulsating mound of bone and flesh, dead and mutilated
Beyond all hope and reason, the goblins feasted on their rotting corpses, filling
The halls with the shrill sound of chilling laughter. Forever