
	Poem of the Mines
	
	by Anonymous



Into the mines we look for work,
Living in Misery, soot and dirt,
Working 3 to 3 for a bag of coins,
A line of work that nobodies enjoying


Baron Herx is a wicked man
who works his people for a wicked plan
Day to day, night to night,
we live in Constant fear and fright


Baron Herx will kill us all
If we first do not see him fall
Lords above, help us all


Into the mines we go for work
Living in Misery, soot and dirt,
Baron Herx will kill us all
Into the mines we go to fall.
