Kalataag

We toil in the dark, Deep within Ka-la-taag, We swing our picks, Heave the crust. Riches untold, We carve alone. We carve a path, We pound the earth, The rocks crash down, Ka-la-taag sounds, A gem for Lok Mul Da's crown. Around the table, In our great hall, Mead and meat, Never fall. Beardless ones, fearless sons, they find our mine, words turn our mind and, spill the blood of our kind. We carve a path, We pound the earth, The rocks crash down, Ka-la-taag sounds, A gem for Lok Mul Da's crown. Never fall. [pause] Beardless ones, fearless sons, they find our mine, words turn our mind and, spill the blood of our kind. [pause] We carve a path, We pound the earth, The rocks crash down, Ka-la-taag sounds. [pause] [music cuts] We carve a path, We pound the earth, The rocks crash down, Ka-la-taag sounds. [pause] A gem for Lok Mul Da's crown. [cut] A gem for Lok Mul Da's crown. [cut] [CUT THE SONG NOW] [stop song] [fade out] [silence] Depressed dwarf looking down in the dark