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Where the winds sing
the laments of times long gone
Where the elves dance
their dances of solitude
Hearken to the mountain
can you hear the echoes
of the hammer's beat
from deep within the shadows?

The lord of the blacksmiths
keeps forging on
through the endless time
Master of the anvil
allys the metals
with an essence of magic

With wisdom and sorcery
from the beginning of time
magnificent works are forged
for gods and for mighty kings
Uncrushable shields
powerbelts and magic rings
Swords that never miss
sceptres and crowns and other things

There is a holy presence
in his hidden existence
Listen to the hymn
it sings in the galleries
Powerful runes he carves
into the shining steel
to have protection
from the powers of mystery
Where the winds sing   the laments of times long gone   Where the elves dance   their dances of solitude   Hearken to the mountain   can you hear the echoes   of the hammer's beat   from deep within the shadows?      The lord of the blacksmiths   keeps forging on   through the endless time   Master of the anvil   allys the metals   with an essence of magic      With wisdom and sorcery   from the beginning of time   magnificent works are forged   for gods and for mighty kings   Uncrushable shields   powerbelts and magic rings   Swords that never miss   sceptres and crowns and other things      There is a holy presence   in his hidden existence   Listen to the hymn   it sings in the galleries   Powerful runes he carves   into the shining steel   to have protection   from the powers of mystery