Anvil's Might

[Intro] [Deep rhythmic pounding of hammers echoes through the cavern.] [Echoing caverns] [Verse 1] In caverns deep, where the fires blaze, We shape our steel in ancient ways. With molten heart and sturdy hand, We forge the weapons to defend our land. [Chorus] By the anvil's might, we craft the light, Of axes keen and shields so bright. (Our hammers ring, our voices sing,) The song of steel, the mountain's king. [Verse 2] The flames they dance, the embers glow, As molten rivers freely flow. We craft the armor strong and true, To guard our kin in battles due. [Bridge] [Instruments fade to a low hum, with faint echoes of hammer strikes.] Male chorus in deep harmony: In the dark we toil, where shadows creep, Our forges burn while others sleep. With runes of power, we carve the stone, Enchanted blades to cut through bone. [Chorus] By the anvil's might, we craft the light, Of axes keen and shields so bright. (Our hammers ring, our voices sing,) The song of steel, the mountain's king. [Verse 3] The earth does quake, the anvils roar, With every strike, we forge once more. From ancient runes and dwarven lore, We weave the magic of the core. [Outro] [Instruments slow to a solemn, resonant tone, echoing through the halls.] Low chant by male voices: By fire's glow and steel's embrace, We leave our mark, no foe shall face. (Our legacy, in steel and stone,) The dwarves of old, their glory shown. [Final Chorus – Slower Tempo] By the anvil's might, we craft the light, Of axes keen and shields so bright. (Our hammers ring, our voices sing,) The song of steel, the mountain's king.