كلمات A Dwarf Sings In The Dark

In the wide halls of moria once durin's folk ruled Khazad dum was the glory of dwarves Through the darkness of moria we march almost blind Khazad dum, where has your glory gone? In the wide halls of moria, one day, bloodshed ruled Khazad dum was the ruin of dwarves Through the darkness of moria we march almost blind Khazad dum, shall you be our tomb?