Surrounded by orcs with hateful tongues their speech songs are horrid their faces are worse surrounded by orcs you cannot escape hemmed in by orcs encroaching each day you weep for your childhood so pure and afar surrounded by orcs the light fades away!
In dreams you would call for a white elvish blade to drive home your vengeance the heart of your hate you’d burn every bridge so there’d be no escape creatures with masters hate those that are free those without worth seek the basest decree Give them no quarter keep them away!