Dwarven Way Song

Dwarven Way Song

What is the dwarven way,

its’ labor, craft and work, we say.

We labor with no night and day,

for the mountain favor to pay.

Deep beneath the earth,

and often there is dearth.

We seek what’s hard to find,

next to brothers of our kind.

In the mountains of old stone,

we have made our home. 

Long years we toll away,

for that single golden day.

Ribboning veins of gold,

are a wonder to behold.

Then our furnaces do smelt,

so that the gold may be felt.

Joyous are our olden hearts,

as we fill our gold laden carts.

We dwarves then must depart,

time now for new labors to start.

This is the dwarven way,

more labor, craft and work, we say.