Let me tell you a story About the times so old When the lust for glory Meant more than the lust for gold
The seven dwarven kingdoms Lived in accord and peace But rulers lost their wisdom And the Golden Age was ceased
The more kings got the more they craved And more their bearded heads did ache The avarice with dragon's wings Had slaved their hearts and minds The kings of caves began the war To be one ruler over all To be the only Mountain King Their greed had made them blind
The evil winds were blowing And clouds hid the light When in the calm of morning The armies came to fight
They met on a battleground Under the skies so glum And mountains shook with sound Of horns and battle drums
So arrows flew and axes clanged The fight went on for days on end The seven kings met their fates Disgrace and grey tombstones They didn't know that legend told The one despising shiny gold Would come to rule the seven states And sit upon the throne