FIREBALL

Fireball of Doom

(Intro Verse)

The wizard raises his staff,

The air begins to twist and laugh,

The DM flips through scribbled notes,

The party trembles, clears their throats.

They beg him, “Stop!”—their voices chant,

But they can’t.

(Pre-Chorus)

The room is small, just ten feet wide,

No space to run, no place to hide,

He grins and says with wicked gloom,

“I’ll turn this place into a fiery ball of doom!”

(Chorus)

Flames rise high, the light consumes,

Heat and chaos fill the room,

Walls are shaking, sealing their tomb—

Now make that Dex save, because you’re meeting your doom.

(Verse 2)

The dice now roll, they hit the ground,

The table’s tense, no breath, no sound,

A natural one—the players groan,

Forty-five damage, flesh and bone.

(Bridge)

Ashes fall where heroes stand,

Fire consumes the frightened party,

The wizard laughs through smoke and gloom,

“Roll higher next time—or meet your doom.”

(Final Chorus)

“I’m turning this room to a Fireball of Doom!”

No saving grace, no second chance,

The DM grins through the fiery dance,

You should have rolled a higher number—

Now the flames advance