Wintersaga

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Wintersaga, Here glows the moon of winter nights Risen for a king yet to come Cold, let me thaw away Death, let me ascend again to life Icy wind and snow upon the heights over the Misty Mountains O’er the lakes reflect the silvery moon circle of season, carry the storm To the hills, the radiant gold of light blazes from ancient times in the north In the autumnal dance of leaves on the ground your day will have to come Carrying the freezing storm over the Misty Mountains Durin’s Day has come circle of seasons, carry the storm Even trees so old and green of hope bow down their head to you One by one, their leaves start to fall Staring at the passage of days and time Moons of blood will lead your way Heavy, cold, and hard like steel You beat your hammer to the night The howl of the winter, strong will rise O’er the hills and mountains The sun and the moon will scorch the sky A new era dawns again now Straight through the heights, you’re forging on Ride with the winds that blow along Down to the lands far away Carry the glory of the new age Wintersaga, Here glows the moon of winter nights Risen for a king yet to come From the land of snow your breath will come over the hills and mountains The last face of the moon on a winter night welcomes the new sun to the world Deep and long, the sleep of nature falls awaiting a time to live again When a sprout of hope will wake up the world ready to thrive once more Golden king of morning, silver queen of night Rulers of the day, ancient owners of time Shining through the forest glowing through in the night Hail the winter that comes The saga of the winter rises strong Over the Misty Mountains A story forgotten for so long Our era of gold is coming The last day for a dwarf is the first day of a story that’s yet to come Wintersaga!

One mug filled with mead til the morning Too much for an elf Two more mugs full of mead til the morning Add more from the shelf There's three mugs filled with mead til the morning Long since I was born Four more mugs full of mead til the morning Worthy of a dwarf Nobody is welcome In a tavern full of drunken dwarves No respect for humans Dragons, trolls, or pointy ears! If you want to die, stay as long as you're alive We'll bring chaos to the tavern Til the dawn has come Nobody is welcome In a tavern full of drunken dwarves No respect for humans Dragons, trolls, and pointy ears! If you want to run, do it faster than my axe Don't you dare mess with a hall Full of drunken dwarves! May you hear us sing along, from the forest To the tavern's hall, until we fall Alchemy and magic forge the night Into a hearth of stone In the tavern's hall, until we fall With five mugs full of mead til the morning Someone starts to crawl Six more mugs full of mead til the morning Everybody falls Seven mugs full of mead til the morning Right or even wrong With eight more mugs of mead til the morning We will start the brawl! May you hear us sing along, from the forest To the tavern's hall, until we fall Our blood is boiling fast Like mead poured on the table In the tavern's hall, until we fall Nobody is welcome In a tavern full of drunken dwarves No respect for humans Dragons, trolls, or pointy ears! If you want to die, stay as long as you're alive We'll bring chaos to the tavern Til the dawn has come Nobody is welcome In a tavern full of drunken dwarves No respect for humans Dragons, trolls, and pointy ears! If you want to run, do it faster than my axe Don't you dare mess with a hall Full of drunken dwarves!

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Up at dawn, working ‘til the night All the day, we’re on the path heading for the mine Tunnels send the iron scraps steady to our home Heavy furrows on the icy stone now the Dwarves in rows working in the mountain Strong and restless, from afar the echo of the anvil Forges glow with fire red against the walls Consuming the black gloaming of the mine Make them glow! Make them burn! Mining, carrying, forging, crafting smelting of the ores It’s the duty of a dwarf Every day the dwarves arise Heading for the mountain mine No more time to waste, we are on the way when A mountain full of gold awaits And we mine, mine, mine! ‘til the morning light Digging, crafting, carrying up the ores smelting at the forge Nothing shall prevail o’er the gold ‘Til the king and all the dwarveshave come back home Through the night, working ‘til the dawn Pickaxe ready, tight the ranks beating on the walls Building up a dwarven realm that will never kneel Against the rock the sparking of the steel No more time to waste we are on the way Treasures concealed are the ones we crave Brother, answer to our call We rush for gold We’ll arise (Rise!) And we’ll mine (Mine!) To the heart of the world

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Skies are rumbling o’er the crown The art of war is bound to my fate Upon the battlefield I see the passage of my time And like the wounds, it’s fading away On and on! On and on! Goes the art of war that leads the way On and on! On and on! ‘Til my life has slipped away Keeper of the Mountain I will leave this world with a cry that says On and on! On and on! ‘Til my enemies are gone Blood of brothers upon my sword A sign from the past of ancient betrayals Death and supremacy decide our right to live or die Turn your back on fate and write your own story On and on, hey hey hey The art of war On and on, hey hey hey We’ll break the fear fighting beside all the brothers of war

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

A tale can start in many ways From the forest calm, a campfire glows In the silent night of rain and cold A wanderer tells a story Fiery jaws and sharpened teeth A warden made of evil kind With his cold blood and hardened scales He stared at me face to face A journey there and back again That’s what is told in Hobbit’s tales Indelible black on paper white This venture won’t be forgotten Those were not his final rhymes That story of a burglar far from home From the silent shire he came along With a fellowship of dwarves For the dwarves we have come from far abroad Curses veil the halls Rain of fire in the dark cancels the night rise or fall it’s your own fate Keep the ring, face the fear hold the tears that home is far away Live the pages of a story and you’ll never die the green hills flourish in a land that calls from far away Turn your sight to the horizon when the morn shines again Many days and many nights Awake beside the campfire’s glow With the hope of seeing the morning light And finally your destination “A journey there and back again” That’s what is told in Hobbit’s tales Instill bravery in the youngest hearts Destroying their desperation For the dwarves we have come from far abroad To the throne of our ancestry We’re marching on Straight, on and on Earth is calling Down through the mountains Like a stream to the valley Gathers us all The green hills flourish Even stars shine forth anew The last hope for a new world Strong will rise

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

Hail the king under the mountain! A new king arises to reclaim his deathless throne The world is grey, The mountains old Nowhere’s home, No stars above us all Dark is the chasm of time Where all are drowned No gold ores, No hammers fall Nowhere are chants, Sung by Durin’s folk Shades haunt and hover in the night, n Khazad-dum Sons of Aulë, answer to my call Bring back the shining to the frozen halls Blow the warhorns, let them be heard Light the forge abandoned to the mold Sons of Durin, answer to my call Bring back the shining to the frozen halls Blow the warhorns, let them be heard Raise your hammers and Far is the age, Empty is the throne Dark the morn No lanterns burn in the halls Ashes and bones of our kind Upon his cairn made of stone The fallen reign of the dwarves Glows like embers under the stone Buried and maybe forgotten But still burning on

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

From the grave The fires rekindle ancient swords The forge at last re-ignites To shine once more May the day of my ascent Be the one that leads to the final stand Taking my last breath I will serve your command May the axe held in my hand Be the cause of wounds against the ones who stand Here in front of me I serve and defend ‘Til my time on earth will end Once we were warriors Falling among the invader’s lines Once we were lords of the mountain Until fate closed our eyes We are heading for a new home For a long sleeping desire Hear the voices of the fallen Sing their song into the darkest night From the roots that break the ground From the ashes lying on the blooded mound Made of ruins and tales Where the fallen are bound Listen to the silent field Where torment was, the calm will take their breath We will gather here At the end of our road Where the fallen fight no wars Dwarves, from the ground Raise your axes and hammers high You’ll be renewed from the raw stone Of which our home is made Warriors of caves and hills An army made of steel Will answer to the will Of a new dwarf king, the Ironborn Forged in the heart of stone