With an essence of magic
With an essence of magic
From deep within the shadows?
Of the hammer's beat
With an essence of magic
Master of the anvil alloys the metals
Scepters and crowns, and other things
Their dances of solitude
The lord of the blacksmiths keeps forging on
Hearken to the mountain
Power belts and magic rings
Of the hammer's beat
Magnificent works are forged
With wisdom and sorcery
Through the endless time
The lord of the blacksmiths keeps forging on
Can you hear the echoes
There is a holy presence in his hidden existence
Swords that never miss
Through the endless time
Hearken to the mountain
Listen to the hymn, it sings in the galleries
Master of the anvil alloys the metals
Master of the anvil alloys the metals
From deep within the shadows?
To have protection from the powers of mystery
For gods and for mighty kings
The lord of the blacksmiths keeps forging on
Uncrushable shields
Where the winds sing
Their dances of solitude
Through the endless time
Can you hear the echoes
From the beginning of time
Where the elves dance
Powerful runes, he carves into the shining steel
The lord of the blacksmiths keeps forging on
Through the endless time
Where the elves dance
The laments of times long gone
Master of the anvil alloys the metals
