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When dwarven warriors went to war, to fight for king and hold,<br>
 
When dwarven warriors went to war, to fight for king and hold,<br>
For honour, fame and glory, but mostly just for gold.<br>
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For honour, fame and glory, and sometimes, just for gold.<br>
They fought the green and scaly breeds, orcs, trolls and skaven hordes,<br>
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They fought the green and scaly breeds, orcs, trolls or skaven hordes,<br>
 
Treasure hunting elves or men, kissed dwarven axes, dwarven swords.<br>
 
Treasure hunting elves or men, kissed dwarven axes, dwarven swords.<br>
 
Ogres, dragons, monstrous scum, massed chaotic armies stumbled,<br>
 
Ogres, dragons, monstrous scum, massed chaotic armies stumbled,<br>
 
Many mighty, fearsome foes, by the deeds of dwarves were humbled.<br>
 
Many mighty, fearsome foes, by the deeds of dwarves were humbled.<br>
Sometimes when the beer filled heads, or tales of mithril lit their eyes,<br>
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Sometimes with beer filled heads, when tales of mithril lit their eyes,<br>
Some wandered off to distant lands, adventuring under different skies.<br>
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Some wandered off to distant lands, to adventures under different skies.<br>
 
Their kinfolk mourned their loss, you see, and made a vow, an oath of stone,<br>
 
Their kinfolk mourned their loss, you see, and made a vow, an oath of stone,<br>
 
To find their brethren one and all, to search them out, to bring them home,
 
To find their brethren one and all, to search them out, to bring them home,

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We Dwarves of the Lead Mountains bid you welcome!


Gather round my friends and listen to our song


When dwarven warriors went to war, to fight for king and hold,
For honour, fame and glory, and sometimes, just for gold.
They fought the green and scaly breeds, orcs, trolls or skaven hordes,
Treasure hunting elves or men, kissed dwarven axes, dwarven swords.
Ogres, dragons, monstrous scum, massed chaotic armies stumbled,
Many mighty, fearsome foes, by the deeds of dwarves were humbled.
Sometimes with beer filled heads, when tales of mithril lit their eyes,
Some wandered off to distant lands, to adventures under different skies.
Their kinfolk mourned their loss, you see, and made a vow, an oath of stone,
To find their brethren one and all, to search them out, to bring them home,