Verse 1: In the heart of the Lonely Mountain, Where the gold gleams ever bright, Dwarves' halls echo with laughter, Unaware of the coming night. Through the skies a shadow rises, Fire and fury in its eyes, From the north, a dragon's terror, To claim Erebor as its prize. Chorus: Smaug's wrath, a blazing storm, Flames engulf the mountain warm, Erebor in fiery plight, Lost beneath the dragon's might. Verse 2: He descends with wings of darkness, Breathing death with every roar, Mighty walls and ancient treasures, Fall to ruin evermore. Dwarves flee from the devastation, King and kin now forced to roam, Smaug the terrible in triumph, Claims the mountain as his home. Chorus: Smaug's wrath, a blazing storm, Flames engulf the mountain warm, Erebor in fiery plight, Lost beneath the dragon's might. Bridge: Golden halls now bathed in crimson, Jewels and gems reflect the blaze, Smaug's domain, a place of sorrow, Haunted by his fiery gaze. But the tale of dwarves unbroken, Speaks of hope and vengeful fire, For the heart of Erebor's kingdom, Beats with flames that never tire. Solo: Chorus: Smaug's wrath, a blazing storm, Flames engulf the mountain warm, Erebor in fiery plight, Lost beneath the dragon's might. Outro: Yet in the shadows, courage flickers, Hearts of stone, with iron will, Though the dragon reigns in splendor, Erebor's spirit lingers still. For in the echoes of the mountain, Songs of heroes shall be sung, Of the day the dwarves reclaim it, And the bell of freedom's rung.
