In the shadow of the mountain lone
The place that Smaug held the Arkenstone
5 armies met with sword without yield
The Dwarves were led by Thorin Oakenshield

Goblins and Wargs were led by Bolg
Green skin and fur with greener envy
They cried and sang with awful medley
Envy for all of Erebor's Gold

Standing on the dragon's corpse
Thorin's face held no remorse
Slashing foes down from on high
Though the end did not seem nigh

Bolstered by King's great mettle
Humans and Elves produced their metal
Crown shining with the Arkenstone
Thorin knew he was not alone

Standing against 5 thousand fold
The three armies could surely not hold
If not for the prowess of the Dwarf King
Who slew the goblins with biting swings

Though his bravery was strong
And the battle lasted long
The phantom of death, hated specter
Left Thorin in the sepulcher
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