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We've dug our holes and hallowed caves
Put goblin foes in shallow graves
This day our work is just begun
In the mines where silver rivers run
beneath the stone the metal gleams
Torches shine on silver streams
Beyond the eyes of the spying sun
In the lands where silver rivers run
The hammers chime on mithral pure
As dwarven mines in days of yore
A craftsman's work is never done
In the mines where silver rivers run
To dwarven gods we sing our praise
Put another orc in a shallow grave
We know our work is just begun
In the lands where silver rivers run.