Under the mountain
Where the living rock is hewn
Far under the mountain
Rings a deep and lonely tune
Who among us will be revealed
Who among us is fit to wield
Forged in the furnace
Where the gods lit the first flame
Made by the maker
For the ones who praise his name
One who was born to take command
The one who is fit to take in hand
The bane of the goblin hordes
Our standard forever more
That sеttled a thousand scores
The Axе of the Dwarvish Lords
Born under the mountain
You lived a life that few have known
For gods, gold and clan
And now you seek to mount the throne
You may be wise, you may be bold
But is your grip able to hold
The bane of the goblin hordes
Our standard forever more
That settled a thousand scores
The Axe of the Dwarvish Lords
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Loot the Body Lyrics – Axe of the Dwarvish Lords