The Dark Enemy, a god called Morgoth Hide himself in the pit of Angband Evil jewels of his mind took a shape Great wyrms were born
When it storms look up to the sky To the battlefields those dragons will fly Mighty claws for their furious fights You shall never forget that sight
The winged ones swept the land below With the thundering winds they destroy Those with the breath of fire and flame Burn the earth and all on their way Their strength far greater than man's And their lore grows forever and ever Eyes with a magical gaze When they scream lands and mountains will quake
Ride with the dragons high on the sky Fight with your sword and lance In battle, hear their fearless warcry The enemy will have no chance
So beautiful in the light of the moon Dance of the wings through the sky Over the green lands below Heading towards eternal grace Forever these dragons will fly Time has no power to touch them Thousands of years they'll sleep like stones In their caves full of treasures and gold Many heroes have faced their destiny Be aware, better leave these worms alone Masters of magic, servants of steel Dragonslayers and dwarven warmachine Armies of man have fought so many years Defending their lands on the battlefields