A strange sort of dungeon.
I am accompanied by minotaurs, lizards, lissome insects.
Plenty of creatures to bludgeon.
Halls and labyrinths to intersect.

What I can’t figure, what I can’t understand
Is these torches. Lit bright in every hall.
Torches that must be lit and relit by hand.
But I haven’t seen any people at all.

I’m surrounded by puzzles of death and life.
And all I can wonder is how these torches light.