Far over the Misty Mountains Cold (feat. Shaun Canon) - Stephen J. Anderson

far over the misty mountains cold

in diungeons deep and caverns old

the pines were roaring oon the hieght

the winds were mourning in the night

the fire was red it flaming spread

the treees like torches blazed with light

the dwarves of yore

may mighty spoke

while hammers fell like ringing blows

the mountain smke

beneath the grove

the dwarves they heard the tramp of doom

they fled the ho to dying foe

beneath his feet benaeth the moon

the bells were ringing

ringing the dale

and men were caught with faces pale

the dragons eye more fierce than fire

made all their towns and houses frail

the wind came down

from mountains cold

and like a tide it rode and rode

under the mountains dark and tall

the kind has come unto his home

his foe is dead

to roam it

and eevr so foes shall fall

we must away ere break of day

to seek our long forgotten gold