Dwarven Forge

Under mire, a ring of fire A mystic flame from Oron came From the tremors of ancient embers Crystal, treasures, and gold did flow We the keepers of all things deeper Must keep the flames, now pull the chains Make the bellows blow Burst of flame rising up before us The forge of great renown Our hearts beating now in chorus To match the hammers pound This is the realm of glory The kingdom underground Dwarven forge in the flaming roar we Shall bind the blade renowned Fill the wagons with bones of dragons For armor stores never forged before Coal depleted, the forge is heated To smelt the ore, go back for more Purge what's useable, pour the crucible Blows precise in a hardy vise Now make the bellows blow Burst of flame rising up before us The forge of heroes past Our hands beating now in chorus As molten hammers blast This is the realm of glory The kingdom under grass Dwarven forge, filling up our stores, we Forge weapons unsurpassed Draw the sword Encrusted hilt shall glow Spear and axe and halberd Metal white as snow Keep the fire of Oron Burning in the deep Dwarven hand shall never Let the hammer sleep Burst of flame rising up inside us The Dwarven army goes Our hearts beating now in chorus To match the hammers' blows This is the realm of glory The kingdom under snows Dwarven forge, shielding us in war, we Shall conquer all our foes Through mountain coming Here and beyond The mountain coming To escape beyond Through the mountain morning Here and beyond The mountain morning And glory on