Chorus of the Dwarves

They gulp down every drop of mead

and party and dance upon the street

with skin of stone and heart of iron,

… That's the Dwarven way to be.

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In strong mountains we make our homes

where we pick the ground and mine the stone

hunting for iron, and silver, and gold,

hoping for treasure and renown unknown.

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When Dwarfs march off to war

their armour glitters their weapons glow

with perfect rhythms and perfect rhyme,

the Dwarves they sing in perfect time.

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In battles fierce and battles bold

we hold our ground we do not fold

with spirits on fire and tactics we win,

sending our foes scattered to the wind.

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Upon returning home they chant

the Dwarves they party the Dwarves they dance

and when the festivities are done,

no drop of mead is left to tongue.

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So heroes of every race

we challenge you to take new face

and learn the Bravery, Spirit, and Power,

of all the Dwarves and their glorious hours!