Sleg, The First of the Gatesman

Chanting and clamouring restlessly,

He makes noise and doesn't stop there,

His erect manhood hangs free,

Half the size of his lower body.

Is this the least of the horrors I must contend with?

Dagoth uses gatesmen because he is afraid.

Afraid of my sword;

Afraid of my wrath.

Sleg stands tall,

Two whole feet. 

Like a monstrous mouse, injected with pure adrenaline

By a mad doctor, who takes pleasure in creating monstrosities.

Disgust grows within me.

Sleg taunts me, 

But I grab the mace and deliver a mighty uppercut

Right into his manhood,

Shattering it.

The hideous Id reals over in pain,

And I step on his skull,

Breaking it into bits.