Sullen, 'neath the azure sky Through sylvan veil obscured He walks amongst the towering pine That ancient mountains ward The heavy tone of tempered steel Disturbs the sober air Graceful hand and gleaming axe That dance before the Winter's glare Imposing branches break the frozen shroud Falling 'pon the earthen trail Of giants hewn and bowed Lord of the hammer's fall His potent strikes, the fires ordain Chorus of embers Of molten hymn and iron refrain The stalwart form of his will In pyre born Enchants voracious hands Ardent thralls, t'ward forge and anvil drawn Lost 'neath the barren crags Where horizons swell and the steppes divide He seeks archaic scars Where open veins and quiescent blood reside In the furrows of aeons Dull stone of forgotten paths That the seasons gnaw and years erode Will run with the ferrous gore Of hermetic seam and unbroken lode remote Call of unfathomed breach Pull of the twilight glow He roams from soaring peak To sweeping vale below Fortunes of chasm deep and sundered titan fell Could not his longing sate Nor fervent hunger quell Lord of the hammer's fall His potent strikes, the fires ordain Chorus of embers Of molten hymn and iron refrain The stalwart form of his will In pyre born Enchants voracious hands Ardent thralls, t'ward forge and anvil drawn Solemn journey, forgotten song Unspoken calling that leads him ever on Lord of the hammer's fall His potent strikes, the fires ordain Chorus of embers Of mre born Encholten hymn and iron refrain The stalwart form of his will In pyants voracious hands Ardent thralls, t'ward forge and anvil drawn T'ward the hammer Of Clarent Wingthor