DwarfMarch
The Dwarven Marching Song
Flint the King
(227-228)
Preludes Volume Five
Mary Kirchoff and Douglas Niles
Song by the authors
Under the hills the heart of the axe
Arises from cinders the still core of the fire,
Heated and hammered the handle an afterthought,
For the hills are forging the first breath of war.
The soldier’s heart sires and brothers
The battlefield.
Come back in glory
Or on your shield.
Out of the mountains in the midst of the air
The axes are dreaming dreaming of rock,
The metal alive through the ages of ore,
Stone on metal metal on stone.
The soldier’s heart contains and dreams
The battlefield.
Come back in glory
Or on your shield.
Red of iron imagined from the vein,
Green of brass green of copper
Sparked in the fire the forge of the world,
Consuming in its dream as it dives into bone.
The soldier’s heart lies down, completes
The battlefield.
Come back in glory
Or on your shield.
Aghar version
Thunder pills the fart of the ox
Erasers for Cindy these still put out the fire,
Beated and bammered the hand thunk a thought,
The hills are breathing the fish breath afar.
Soldiers hit brothers, sorry
The battle feels.
Come back, O glowworm
And don’t forget your shirt.
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