Kings of Stone Songtext
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Kings of Stone Songtext
In halls of stone, the hammers ring
The forges bright, where echoes cling
The Dwarves beneath the mountain are proud
By greed and steel forever bound
Seven kings with seven thrones
Seven rings with hearts of stone
Their kingdoms vast, their glory high
Yet shadows creep where gold does lie
Whispers in the dark, the fire grows
A shadow stirs in the depths below
Seven rings for the Dwarven lords
Bound in greed and forged in war
The halls of stone now shake with fear
For doom is near, in Khazad-dûm so dear!
The flame of shadow, it claims the halls
The Dwarven kings will see their fall
They ruled with strength, the mountains high
But darkened whispers in the sky
Their hearts grew cold, their greed took hold
And treasures vast turned hearts to gold
Beneath the throne of Khazad-dûm
The shadow waits, the darkened tomb
A fire burns, a Balrog′s breath
And through the stone, it calls for death
The forges is dim, the gold turns gray
The Seven Kings will lose their way
The Whispers in the dark, the fire grows
A shadow stirs in the depths below
Seven rings for the Dwarven lords
Bound in greed and forged in war
The halls of stone now shake with fear
For doom is near, in Khazad-dûm so dear!
The flame of shadow, it claims the halls
The Dwarven kings will see their fall
They ruled with strength, will see their fall
They ruled with strength, will see their fall
They ruled with strength, the mountains high
But darkened whispers in the sky
They ruled with strength, the mountains high
But darkened whispers in their thought for gold to go
The flame will rise, the gold will melt
The pride they held will soon be felt
In Khazad-dûm, the ancient flame
Will take their heart and curse their name
Seven rings for the Dwarven lords
Bound in greed and forged in war
The halls of stone now shake with fear
For doom is near, in Khazad-dûm so dear!
The flame of shadow, it claims the halls
The Dwarven kings will see their fall
The Dwarven kings will see their fall
In shadow deep, the darkness calls
Beneath the halls, the fire crawls
The rings they bear, a burden true
Their doom now comes for all to view
The flame will rise, the gold will melt
The pride they held will soon be felt
In Khazad-dûm, the ancient flame
Will take the heart and curse their name
Seven rings for the Dwarven lords
Bound in greed and forged in war
The halls of stone now shake with fear
For doom is near, in Khazad-dûm so dear!
Beneath the throne golden breath
The Dwarven glory fades at last
Seven Kings with rings of Pride
Now lost to shadow, where greed did guide
The mines grew deep, the veins ran dry
Yet still they delved, though none knew why
For in their hearts, the rings did call
A thirst for gold, to rule them all
The mithril gleamed in starlit veins
But in the dark, there waited chains
A shadow moved, unseen, untold
To claim the hearts that worshipped gold
The seven kings, once proud and bold
Now driven mad by cursed gold
Their eyes grew dim, their hearts turned black
No path remained to turn them back
The Balrog woke in fire and flame
And whispered low the shadow's name
In Khazad-dûm, the halls would burn
For greed had sealed their doomed return
The hammers fell, their echoes fade
The kingdoms lost, the price was paid
No song remains, no voice of cheer
For all they built would disappear
The fires rise, the shadows fall
And silence claims the mighty hall
The seven thrones, now cold as stone
The kings are lost, their fate unknown
In distant lands, the tale is sung
Of seven kings whose greed was strong
Their power vast, their gold untold
Yet none could see their doom unfold
And in the dark, where shadows creep
The seven kings forever sleep
In Khazad-dûm, their story fades
A warning sung through endless shades
Seven rings for the Dwarven lords
Bound in greed and forged in war
The halls of stone now shake with fear
For doom is near, in Khazad-dûm so dear!
The flame of shadow, it claims the halls
The Dwarven kings will see their fall
In halls of stone now shake with fear
For doom is near, in Khazad-dûm so dear!
In Khazad-dûm so dear!
The flame of shadow, it claims the halls
The Dwarven kings will see their fall
In halls of stone, now shake with fear
For doom is near, in Khazad-dûm so dear!
The flame of shadow, it claims the halls
The Dwarven kings will see their fall
In halls of stone, the flame is cast
The Dwarven glory fades at last
Seven kings with rings of pride
Now lost to shadow
Where greed did guide
The forges bright, where echoes cling
The Dwarves beneath the mountain are proud
By greed and steel forever bound
Seven kings with seven thrones
Seven rings with hearts of stone
Their kingdoms vast, their glory high
Yet shadows creep where gold does lie
Whispers in the dark, the fire grows
A shadow stirs in the depths below
Seven rings for the Dwarven lords
Bound in greed and forged in war
The halls of stone now shake with fear
For doom is near, in Khazad-dûm so dear!
The flame of shadow, it claims the halls
The Dwarven kings will see their fall
They ruled with strength, the mountains high
But darkened whispers in the sky
Their hearts grew cold, their greed took hold
And treasures vast turned hearts to gold
Beneath the throne of Khazad-dûm
The shadow waits, the darkened tomb
A fire burns, a Balrog′s breath
And through the stone, it calls for death
The forges is dim, the gold turns gray
The Seven Kings will lose their way
The Whispers in the dark, the fire grows
A shadow stirs in the depths below
Seven rings for the Dwarven lords
Bound in greed and forged in war
The halls of stone now shake with fear
For doom is near, in Khazad-dûm so dear!
The flame of shadow, it claims the halls
The Dwarven kings will see their fall
They ruled with strength, will see their fall
They ruled with strength, will see their fall
They ruled with strength, the mountains high
But darkened whispers in the sky
They ruled with strength, the mountains high
But darkened whispers in their thought for gold to go
The flame will rise, the gold will melt
The pride they held will soon be felt
In Khazad-dûm, the ancient flame
Will take their heart and curse their name
Seven rings for the Dwarven lords
Bound in greed and forged in war
The halls of stone now shake with fear
For doom is near, in Khazad-dûm so dear!
The flame of shadow, it claims the halls
The Dwarven kings will see their fall
The Dwarven kings will see their fall
In shadow deep, the darkness calls
Beneath the halls, the fire crawls
The rings they bear, a burden true
Their doom now comes for all to view
The flame will rise, the gold will melt
The pride they held will soon be felt
In Khazad-dûm, the ancient flame
Will take the heart and curse their name
Seven rings for the Dwarven lords
Bound in greed and forged in war
The halls of stone now shake with fear
For doom is near, in Khazad-dûm so dear!
Beneath the throne golden breath
The Dwarven glory fades at last
Seven Kings with rings of Pride
Now lost to shadow, where greed did guide
The mines grew deep, the veins ran dry
Yet still they delved, though none knew why
For in their hearts, the rings did call
A thirst for gold, to rule them all
The mithril gleamed in starlit veins
But in the dark, there waited chains
A shadow moved, unseen, untold
To claim the hearts that worshipped gold
The seven kings, once proud and bold
Now driven mad by cursed gold
Their eyes grew dim, their hearts turned black
No path remained to turn them back
The Balrog woke in fire and flame
And whispered low the shadow's name
In Khazad-dûm, the halls would burn
For greed had sealed their doomed return
The hammers fell, their echoes fade
The kingdoms lost, the price was paid
No song remains, no voice of cheer
For all they built would disappear
The fires rise, the shadows fall
And silence claims the mighty hall
The seven thrones, now cold as stone
The kings are lost, their fate unknown
In distant lands, the tale is sung
Of seven kings whose greed was strong
Their power vast, their gold untold
Yet none could see their doom unfold
And in the dark, where shadows creep
The seven kings forever sleep
In Khazad-dûm, their story fades
A warning sung through endless shades
Seven rings for the Dwarven lords
Bound in greed and forged in war
The halls of stone now shake with fear
For doom is near, in Khazad-dûm so dear!
The flame of shadow, it claims the halls
The Dwarven kings will see their fall
In halls of stone now shake with fear
For doom is near, in Khazad-dûm so dear!
In Khazad-dûm so dear!
The flame of shadow, it claims the halls
The Dwarven kings will see their fall
In halls of stone, now shake with fear
For doom is near, in Khazad-dûm so dear!
The flame of shadow, it claims the halls
The Dwarven kings will see their fall
In halls of stone, the flame is cast
The Dwarven glory fades at last
Seven kings with rings of pride
Now lost to shadow
Where greed did guide
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