Verse 1: From the halls of Karaz-a-Karak deep, Where stone and steel our oaths do keep, Upon his throne of grudge and might, Sits Thorgrim, king of ancient right. With hammer high and book in hand, He swears to cleanse this broken land! Chorus: Grudge upon grudge, we carve in stone! The blood of our foes shall pay for their own! For every slight, for every scar, Thorgrim shall bring them doom from afar! Verse 2: The Ancestor Gods still watch and weep, For debts unpaid and wounds cut deep. Yet by Grimnir’s oath and Valaya’s grace, He leads the Dawi in wrath’s embrace! Through fire and war, through steel and pain, Our vengeance calls like an anvil’s bane! Chorus: Grudge upon grudge, we carve in stone! The blood of our foes shall pay for their own! For every slight, for every scar, Thorgrim shall bring them doom from afar! Bridge: No elf, no man, no rat shall flee, The hammer’s wrath, the king’s decree! By oath and axe, by forge and flame, The Dwarfs shall rise, restore our name! Final Chorus: Grudge upon grudge, we carve in stone! The blood of our foes shall pay for their own! No debt forgotten, no wrong unchained, Thorgrim shall see them broken and slain!
