Terror of the Tarrasque - A Tarrasque Song | Dungeons and Dragons

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From the depths of stone and shadowed earth,
It stirs, a beast of endless girth,
A quake, a groan, a rising dread—
The Tarrasque awakes, the ground runs red.

Fangs like swords and claws like steel,
A hide no blade or flame can peel.
It rends the mountains, tears the skies,
An ancient doom with hungry eyes.

Unstoppable might, unbreakable dread,
A maw that devours all it’s fed.
Scars it takes will heal again—
You can only wish it were dead!

It crashes forth through valley and vale,
Cities crumble, towers pale.
Magic sparks and shatters like glass,
As spells rebound from armored mass.

Not fire, nor frost, nor poison sting
Can pierce the hide of the monster king.
Swords crack, and arrows fall,
Against the Tarrasque, they’re nothing at all.

Unstoppable might, unbreakable dread,
A maw that devours all it’s fed.
Scars it takes will heal again—
You can only wish it were dead!

Strike it down, reduce it to dust,
It will rise again, as it must.
A wound, a flame, a thunderous blow,
But nothing brings it down below.

Ash to flesh, and blood to bone,
From the ruin, it reclaims its throne.
A force that time will never sate,
Born of hunger, fed by hate.

Armies scatter, legends fall,
Heroes charge, then heed the call.
It’s come to feast on mortal lands,
The judgment wrought by titanic hands.

With every roar, the heavens shake,
The ground itself begins to break.
Its breath a furnace, gaze a storm—
Nothing survives this living swarm.

Unstoppable might, unbreakable dread,
A maw that devours all it’s fed.
Scars it takes will heal again—
You can only wish it were dead!

So run and hide, or stand and fight,
But nothing stops this endless blight.
The Tarrasque reigns, death won’t suffice,
An immortal hunger, cold as ice.

From slumber deep, its fury spread,
It won’t stop until all is dead.
For in the dark and doom ahead—
You can only wish it were dead!