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The sword is sharp, the spear is
The arrow swift, the is strong
The heart is that looks on gold
The dwarves no shall suffer wrong

The mountain throne once more is
O! fold, the summons heed
Come haste! Come haste! the waste
The king of and kin has need.

Now call we over cold
Come unto the caverns old
Here at the gates the awaits
His hands are rich with and gold

The is come unto his hall
Under the dark and tall
The worm of is slain and dead
And ever so our foes fall