Original lyrics

EN

Under the mountain dark and tall For the king of the carven throne The worm of dread is slain and dead And ever so our foes shall fall A king there was in days of old His hands were rich with gems and gold And ever so our foes shall fall! Dragon fire from the twisted-wyre Mountains of gold and caverns of old The worm of dread is slain and dead And ever so our foes shall fall Forevermore! Under the mountain dark and tall For the king of the carven throne The worm of dread is slain and dead And ever so our foes shall fall The sword is sharp, the gate is strong The arrow swifts, the gate is strong And ever so our foes shall fall