The Village of Dwarves

The dwarves of Lark are showing all their honour
 When you walk on the Gandor secret hill
 The dance for fire and wind
 And the stories about old kings
 Are pleasing our brave lords
 Down in the village of dwarves
 The elves are playing under timeless willows
 While blue and red paint all my beloved land
 The dance for fire and wind
 And the stories about old kings
 Are pleasing our brave lords
 Down in the village of dwarves
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 The eagle's eye is hiding something tragic
 But in this night the red wine rules in me
 The dance for fire and wind
 And the stories about old kings
 Are pleasing our brave lords
 Down in the village of dwarves
 And all night long me Arwald and Aresius
 We speak, we laugh, we honor our king
 The dance for fire and wind
 And the stories about old kings
 Are pleasing our brave lords
 Down in the village of dwarves
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 So, how are you Montreal?
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 The eagle's eye is hiding something tragic
 But in this night the red wine rules in me
 The dance for fire and wind
 And the stories about old kings
 Are pleasing our brave lords
 Down in the village of dwarves
 And time has come now to ride
 Before the end of the night
 The march of the swordmaster
 To the unholy fight
 And time has come now to ride
 Before the end of the night
 The march of the swordmaster
 To the unholy fight
 Unholy fight
 Unholy fight