Burzum was a great warmonger

And through his life his fame grew stronger.

He led crusades ‘gainst the Free People

And razed the base of many a steeple.

But Burzum’s story waxes tragic,

The orc was killed by Western magic.

A west wind blew, a mountain fell,

The orc did hear a voice now tell

His doom was nigh, his death encroaching, 

As the rocks were fast approaching.

His life was spent, his time was ended,

The rocks no longer were suspended.

And to this day all orcs are saddened

By this orc who was thus flattened.


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