[Intro – Spoken gravel voice, deep male choir, echoing hammer FX] Beneath the stone, where shadows sleep, We wake the flame, we forge it deep. By iron bound and oath unbroken, Let mountain hearts be fierce and spoken. (Echo whisper: “Let mountain hearts be fierce… and spoken…") [Chorus – Gritty dwarf choir, rhythmic brass + drums + anvil hits] Sing, hammer—anvil, forge and fire, Anvil, forge and fire, hammer, strike with ire! Sing, hammer—anvil, forge and flame, Anvil, forge and flame, dwarves without shame! [Verse 1 – Gravel solo with choir backing, deep strings, war drums] Here we stand, unbowed, at the chasm’s brim, Storms may roar, but never dim Our will of stone, Carved into bone— The mountain claims its own. Here we stand, unbowed, at the chasm’s brim, Storms may roar, but never dim Our will of stone, Carved into bone— The mountain claims its own. [Bridge – Chanting choir, anvil rhythm + build-up percussion] Hammer—anvil—forge—ignite! Forge—ignite—strike through the night! [Verse 2 – Strong rhythmic delivery, stomping drums + metallic FX] I shall guard these halls, While the mountain calls. With stubborn soul, I bear the toll. Iron and stone make me whole. I shall guard these halls, While the mountain calls. With stubborn soul, I bear the toll. Iron and stone make me whole. [Bridge – Choir call-and-response, rising orchestral energy] Hammer—anvil—forge—ignite! Forge—ignite—strike through the night! [Verse 3 – Return of Verse 1 with layered vocals + added growl accents] Here we stand, unbowed, at the chasm’s brim, Storms may roar, but never dim Our will of stone, Carved into bone— The mountain claims its own. Here we stand, unbowed, at the chasm’s brim, Storms may roar, but never dim Our will of stone, Carved into bone— The mountain claims its own. [Final Chorus – Full choir, brass fanfare, epic crescendo] Sing, hammer—anvil, forge and flame, Dwarven pride shall never wane! Sing, hammer—anvil, through the storm, Steel and stone, our sacred form!