The Village Of Dwarves

The dwarves of Lork are showing all their honour

when you walk on the Gandor secret hill

The dance for fire and wind

and the stories about old kings

are pleasing our brave lords

down in the village of dwarves

The elves are playing under timeless willows

while blue and red paint all my beloved land

The dance for fire and wind

and the stories about old kings

are pleasing our brave lords

down in the village of dwarves

The eagle's eye is hiding something tragic

but in this night the red wine rules in me

The dance for fire and wind

and the stories about old kings

are pleasing our brave lords

down in the village of dwarves

And all night long me Arwald and Aresius

we speak, we laugh, we honor our king

The dance for fire and wind

and the stories about old kings

are pleasing our brave lords

down in the village of dwarves

And time has come now to ride

before the end of the night

the march of the swordmaster

to the unholy fight