[Verse 1] We were born in halls of iron flame, But the sea don’t care for dwarven name. It tosses stone, it mocks our pride— So we hammer back with every tide. [Verse 2] The forge is cold, the mountain far, But we’ve traded picks for sails and tar. Our boots still stomp, our hearts still burn— And every wave’s a lesson learned. [Chorus] Stone below, storm above, We sail with grit, we fight with love. Axes sharp and barrels wide, We drink the sea, we do not hide! [Verse 3] The captain’s beard is braided thick, With salt and soot and battle nick. He lost a toe to kraken jaws— But gained a tale that earns applause. [Verse 4] We’ve mined the wrecks of sunken kings, And forged our blades from siren rings. We’ve cursed the wind, then made it sing— With dwarven lungs and hammer swing. [Chorus] Stone below, storm above, We sail with grit, we fight with love. Axes sharp and barrels wide, We drink the sea, we do not hide! [Verse 5] The sea’s no cave, it shifts and screams, It breaks your bones and steals your dreams. But dwarves don’t bend, we build and brawl— And carve our names on every squall. [Bridge – Spoken or Sung] So if you hear a thundered tune, Beneath the stars or blood-red moon, It’s dwarves who sail with fists and lore, And drink to those who came before. [Verse 6] We’ll dock at dusk with boots of lead, And toast the lost, the brave, the dead. Then raise our mugs to storm and stone— For dwarves make every sea their own. [Final Chorus – Full Crew Shout] Stone below, storm above, We sail with grit, we fight with love. Axes sharp and barrels wide, We drink the sea, we do not hide!
