Underneath The Mountain

In a land where the shadows creep
‘Neath the hem of the mountain’s sweep
There is snow and ash for miles
Hidden in the mountain’s skirts
In secret pockets ‘neath the dirt
There are things with toothy smiles
A chosen few ride in the dark
Bearing with them songs and sparks
Their voices carry far
Hoping to push back the gloom
They gladly ride unto their doom
Never wishing on a star
For there shine no stars
Where those brave men are
Underneath the mountain

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