Down into the dark depths of Rockhorse valley
Where a dogged few determined dwarves try to scratch a living
While fighting off the outside powers that now rallied
Each conflict is a fresh basket of rotten misgivings
The dwarves and their awkward lives and ways
Suddenly under threat by a new people ambitious and grey
Rockhorse valley was to for the dwarves a place of learning
Sweet darkness that comforted a slower yet meaningful yearning
Came the grey ones full of fire and haste
To slaughter the dwarves and to their land lay waste
So the dwarves picked up their axes, their cunning and ruthlessness
Dooping the greys time again until their cause symbolized uselessness
Finally as exhaustion shook hands with the greys high ambitions
The dwarves and begun to assimilate mirroring the greys evil volition
And the greys had to gracefully step down from their high horses
and see the species of brutality their presence had brought
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