Sunday, March 11, 2012


dwarfs




All: Silver, beer, beard, and gold,
we are dwarfs and we are bold!
Solo: Brothers raise your hammers to the sky,
we bring victory or die!
All: Down below in deep deep cave,
lies our chief in crystal grave.
We fight for the one in obsidian helm,
who’s silver-white beard bears can over welm.
Solo: Slam your hammers to the floor!
We’ll fight great battles of ancient lore!
All:May our beards be thick and our axes sharp,
the elves can have there little harps.
Respect the forge of marble holm!
Solo: Fill your musettes with gun powder,
lock-n’-load sing brothers! Louder!
All: Silver, beer, beard, and gold,
we are dwarfs and we are bold!
Your flesh will be purged with bullet holes!
Solo: Let the Chief guard our souls!

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