Turning wheel of the mill Heart of stone, soul of steel Mind forged on the anvil
Cause deep down there’s no Sun But the flames in the dark And they always keep them burning
Come down with fire Lift your hammer higher Hills are calling your name Come and make them home again
You’re the Dwarves on the mithril mountain You’re the Dwarves on the mithril mountain
For someday, Durin’s Day Stars will show you the way your brothers right beside you
You will fight in the night Fill the halls with your light Old legends becoming true
Come down with fire Lift your hammer higher
Hills are calling your name Come and make them home again
Just look at him and listen He’s the man, he’s the man, axe in his hand
Coming down with fire And lift your hammer higher
He’s the Dwarf on the mithril mountain He’s the Dwarf on the mithril mountain
He will fight the night Kill the dark with the light
The Dwarf on the mithril mountain…
