The Goblins of Jund

 The Goblins of Jund (getting there by flying lotus)

When the moon is red and glows in the sky

and the mountains sing with fire on high

when the dragons slumber nears it's end

and the high shaman locates it's den

The goblins of Jund begin their trance

they drink and sing and start to dance

down the mountain the goblins come

the festival is short and soon will be done

tears are shed but only a few

they smile at the chance to be born anew

the goblins of jund one by one

are devoured by dragons till their all gone

to be eaten by a dragon is the highest honor

they jump at the chance like there wont be another

those who witnesses the spectacle have yet to understand

but to feed someone is love and love is grand.