They started out in The Town
With a farm and a pitchfork
Goblins invaded
They stabbed the goblins with the pitchforks
With the beating and the hurting
Bleeding goblins all over the town
They moved underground to avoid more goblins
Still the goblins came, and mingled their blood with the earth
Even underground the natives were not safe from goblin blood
They slipped upstairs at night, cutting goblin throats
Dragging corpses back underground to eat
When there was nothing else but wretched goblin food
There were a few underground
Who knew they had to retake the surface
These were the heroes
They prepared their knives