Chained in the crypt

One night I remember
The small little cute girls sang
Neath the campfire
Happy were the songs
Gleeful were the girls
Hooray!, they chorused
Enter Bone-Crusher
Happiness, Totally finished
Happy life, no more

The songs went down with a loud
Crushing
Screams and seconds later
The Joters appeared
People dying, animals running
Unbelievable memories!
The Unholy Master cried: Let us Pray!
The Worgs and the Joters moved out
Chewed upper lips lay withering
On the Ledge