The Kingdom

Behold my son, my father said,
the strength of Dwarven stone.
When I pass, it will endure
The kingdom and the throne.
Stone on stone with Dwarven hands
A hall for peace to reign
Where beat hearts of loyalty
The kingdom shall remain
And when the halls are filled with treasure
And when we strive for one endeavor
And when the stone of white
Crowns the hall with light
Then shall the kingdom stand forever
Forever
Come, said he, I show you well
The craft of ages past
Iron heart and diamond head
Will make the hammer last
But the heart of adamant
Is needed for the fight
Arm of oak and heavy stroke
Shall be the foeman’s plight
And when you live to see the treasure
And when we strive for one endeavor
And when the crown of gold
Finds the spirit bold
Then shall the kingdom stand forever
Forever
Dreaded day of reckoning
has called us on this day
Evil magic beckoning
A force from dark decay
Goblins of the darkest realm
Our kingdom to dismay
Draw your axes, venture forth
Bring valor to the fray
And when they come to take our treasure
Then shall we strive with one endeavor
And when the stones flow red
With their wicked dead
Then shall the kingdom stand forever
Forever
Then let our hearts be filled with treasure
And let us strive with one endeavor
And let us wash the stone
And restore the throne
Then shall the kingdom stand forever
Forever
Fallen father, know thee well,
Your memory remains
Peace fulfilled from blood then spilled
And now your son who reigns
Standing now in readiness
For the hammer’s falling
Building now in steadiness
The kingdom now is calling
And when our name becomes a treasure
And we have lived for one endeavor
And when the stones grow cold
With our dead of old
Still shall our kingdom stand forever
Forever