Moria Evil

The Misty Mountains were home to them,
brave dwarves of long ago.

They mined the caverns deep for gold
and silver mithril old.

Too far they delved into the stone,
an evil they awakened.

A spirit of smoke and flame appeared,
their treasure was forsaken.

The fight was long and bitter,
as goblin's heads they axed.

Against the Balrog's fiery whip,
defeat, they knew at last.

For many years they lay forgotten,
as bones turned into dust.

Their final words, a cry of fear,
in Moria's black darkness.

- Shelob