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[00:21.010]Under the Mountain dark and tall
[00:27.350]The King has come unto his hall
[00:40.850]His foe is dead the Worm of Dread
[00:45.020]And ever so his foes shall fall
[01:20.890]The sword is sharp the spear is long
[01:25.500]The arrow swift the Gate is strong
[01:29.430]The heart is bold that looks on gold
[01:33.490]The dwarves no more shall suffer wrong
[01:54.880]The dwarves of yore made mightly spells
[02:02.690]While hammers fell like ringing bells
[02:10.770]In places deep where dark things sleep
[02:16.070]In hollow halls beneath the fells
[02:51.140]On silver necklaces they strung
[02:55.280]The light of stars on crowns they hung
[02:59.550]The dragon-fire from twisted wire
[03:02.930]The melody of harps they wrung
[03:22.410]The mountain throne once more is freed
[03:28.640]O wandering folk the summons heed
[03:32.680]Come haste Come haste across the waste
[03:38.560]The king of friend and king has need
[04:04.320]The king is come unto his hall
[04:38.740]Under the Mountain dark and tall
[05:23.540]The Worm of Dread is slain and dead
[05:30.900]And ever so our foes shall fall
[05:50.070]Now call we over mountains cold
[06:42.720]'Come back unto the caverns old'
[07:14.440]Here at the Gates the king awaits
[07:20.090]His hands are rich with gems and gold
[07:26.300]The king is come unto his hall
[07:36.160]Under the Mountain dark and tall
[07:47.160]The Worm of Dread is slain and dead
[08:17.610]And ever so our foes shall fall