by: Unknown date: Year of the Hollow Hills (-321 DR) source: Sword Coast Adventurer's Guide Silver halls and mithral doors, Stone walls to seal the cavern. Grander sights than e'er before, In smithy, mine, and tavern. Toil hard in endless night, In toast, oh, lift yer flagon! Ye'll need the drink to keep ye right, At forge that bakes the dragon. [Chorus] Come Delzoun, come one and all! Rush to grab yer kin, And tell 'em that their home awaits In grandest Gauntlgrym! Where lava flows through ancient veins, The forge eternal glows. With hammers loud and steel in chains, The heart of craft still grows. The echoes of our battle cries, Still linger in these halls. Defenders bold, their honour lies, Enshrined in stone-bound walls. [Chorus] Come Delzoun, come one and all! Rush to grab yer kin, And tell 'em that their home awaits In grandest Gauntlgrym! The Crown of Gloom now rests no more, Its shadow turned to light. Gauntlgrym’s hearth, our spirits roar, Through day and endless night. From darkened depths to mountain’s crest, Our legacy reclaimed. Let Delzoun rise, its kin be blessed, Forever glory named. [Chorus] Come Delzoun, come one and all! Rush to grab yer kin, And tell 'em that their home awaits In grandest Gauntlgrym!