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Dwarrows journey has begun

their beards are thirsty for blood

drunken warriors raise your horns (Raise your horns)

ancient lore!

heroes of Moria, to the north! Kill the orcs!

O'er the misty hills of doom

foes heard the warcry of the Horde

elvish allies came with their swords

trolls arrived in bone chariots

Oooh oohh

The blast of the bloodiest battle

our champions kingly attack

chiefs, risk your lives! Fight!

brethren, brandish your blades! Disgrace!

O'er the mountains of tragedy

enemies hear the weep of their Thane

wolvish-coated, perished in pain

a spear in his eye, and then he was slain

War, broken shields. Heads are rolling!

werewolves are howling, soldiers are falling in agony

behold this misery!

Gods of wind, fire and ice

give us strength and wisdom to fight

enchant our spirits with anger

grimhearted, dire of purpose!

Warlocks of evil, felt their loss from far away

a giant lord was killed

time to start the curse

Six of them reunited

darkly they raised their staffs

fear and coldness

black clouds fill the sky

Wizards of death, evil sorcerers

dwarves are running as their hearts are turning black

a dangerous mystery!