Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away a break of day
To find our long forgotten gold
The pines were roaring on the height
The winds were moaning in the night
The fire was red, it flaming spread
The trees like torches blazed with light
The bells were ringing in the dale
And men they looked up with faces pale
The dragon's ire more fierce than fire
Laid low their towers and houses frail
Some have asked for the instrumental to this. It's mixed for adding my vocals, not for listening, but here it is
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