Dwarven Mithril

(Verse 1) Fire in the deep, where the forges roar, Dwarven hammers ring, with the fiery core. Heart of the mountain, where legends sleep, Blazes rage eternal, flames in the keep. [Instrumental] (Verse 2) In the depths below, where darkness lies, Dwarves carve their homes, under starless skies. Hammers strike true, and anvils ring, In the heart of the mountain, out they sing. (Pre-Chorus) Mines filled with gems, and treasures untold, Stories of old told in legends gone cold. But the greatest thing, they hold so dear, Is the fire in the deep year after year. (Chorus) Fire in the deep, burning bright and true, Guiding their hands, in all they do. Stone and metal, forged as one, Without light of the moon, or the rising sun. (Verse 3) With each fiery spark, and molten leap, Dwarves forge their destiny, down in the deep. [End]