Deep within the mountains, where the shadows lie
Lived a dwarf named Buri, with dreams reaching high
Buri was a miner, digging gold and mithril's gleam
With a pickaxe in his hand, he chased his precious dream
One fateful day, into the mine he strode
Unaware of the perils that awaited down the road
Through darkness and the echoes, his spirit shone bright
He unearthed a path, guided by crystal light
Oh Buri, brave Buri, in the heart of the stone
Found a cavern of wonders, a treasure to call his own
But greed, oh the greed, led him astray
In the depths of the earth, he would meet his fateful day
Amongst the glowing blue, the mithril's splendid hue
He mined with fevered hands, his fortune finally in view
But then a crack, a tremor through the air
Yet he pressed on, driven by a treasure rare
The walls began to shatter, the ground beneath did quake
Buri's fate was sealed by the choices he did make
Oh Buri, brave Buri, in the heart of the stone
Found a cavern of wonders, a treasure to call his own
But greed, oh the greed, led him astray
In the depths of the earth, he would meet his fateful day
A boulder fell upon him, his ankle caught tight
He cried out for rescue, through the endless night
But silence was the answer, no one heard his plea
Years later they found him, a warning in his debris
Oh Buri, brave Buri, in the heart of the stone
Found a cavern of wonders, a treasure to call his own
But greed, oh the greed, led him astray
In the depths of the earth, he would meet his fateful day
The moral of his story, in the mines so cold
Don't let your desires make your reason fold
For riches can blind you, lead you to despair
Remember Buri's tale, and tread with care