Arkenstone Lyrics

Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted gold

The dwarves of yore made mighty spells
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep
In hollow halls beneath the fells

We must away, ere break of day
To find our long-forgotten gold

Now call we over the mountains cold
‘Come back unto the caverns old'!
Here at the Gates the king awaits
His hands are rich with gems and gold

Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To find our long-forgotten-gold

The sword is sharp, the spear is long
The arrow swift, the Gate is strong
The heart is bold that looks on gold
The dwarves no more shall suffer wrong