Khazaddum - The d**hless Crown lyrics

Hallowed lake, Kheled-zaram, the d**hless spied, reflecting stars, A gilded crown, above his head, omen that his kingdom there he’d found. Durin King, dwarven lord, first of seven, he was born, Six more times, he’d rise again, Khazad-Dum his realm, Longbeard’s throne. In mansions made of stone, the dwarven masters toiled. Artisans and smiths, shaping Middle-Earth Growing might, as ages pa**ed, a gifted ring, alliances undone. By, third age, seclusion, and thirst, for, Mithril lead Durin’s, folk to, delve deeper still. Stirring, the nameless horror. Dwarves fled, their king was slain. Expelled, by dread of Morgoth’s stain. Displaced, and led by Thrain Their new, kingdom Erebor As foul things, infested halls, The Black Pit, to Sauron falls. Moria, a poisoned land, corrupted in the grasp of his black hand Durin King, dwarven lord, first of seven, he was born, Six more times, he’d rise again, Khazad-Dum the realm of the d**hless