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The Song of Hammerdeep - Clamavi De Profundis

Duration: 04:41Views: 3.5MLikes: 45.8KDate Created: May, 2020

Channel: Clamavi De Profundis

Category: Music

Tags: songsoundtrackfantasyhammerclamavi de profundisoriginal musiccavesdwarveschoraladventurebattleminesmusicarmorchoircavernstolkienjewelsdwarfsingchorusweapons

Description: Please check out our Patreon page! We are very grateful for your support of our music! patreon.com/clamavideprofundis Apple Music/iTunes Link: apple.co/2LIrKHW Amazon Link: amzn.to/2zB9g9j Google Play: t.ly/timM Spotify Link: goo.gl/VPuVVT Help support our channel! Please check out our new merchandise! Get our logo on shirts, mugs, phone cases and more! goo.gl/552Hev Twitter: twitter.com/ClamaviDe We greatly appreciate our viewers and thank you all for your support of our music! "The Song of Hammerdeep" is an original song we wrote based on the dwarves from fantasy literature like that of J.R.R. Tolkien. We are continuing to develop our own Dwarven legend through multiple musical compositions. We hope you enjoy it:) We wrote the lyrics, composed, and arranged the piece. My family sang it. Please no bad language in the comments. We want this to be family friendly:) Thank you! Lyrics: The Song of Hammerdeep The world was made with mighty hands, A blessing rests upon our lands, The home we have wrought, a sacred keep, The glorious halls of Hammerdeep The craftsman shapes eternal art, The world seeks out the merchant’s cart, At banquet hall where blood is strong. The Dwarven mines ring out in song, Where jewels drive the dark away, And night becomes as bright as day, A honest end from an honest start, For wealth is found inside the heart. Where truth is crowned as king of all, and guile is a bitter gall, here sweat must flow before the ale, And apron donned before the mail. But when a Dwarf is sent to war, He pines for home, his heart is sore, Though never was such bravery, Nor strength of hand or weaponry, A Dwarven fire is raging heat, His foe is fallen at his feet, with painful cries, the spirit stalls Of evil, when the hammer falls. The world bemoans the lifeless hands, The Dwarves who died to keep their lands, The valiant souls of Hammerdeep Shall echo in eternal sleep. The water flows, the fire glows With hammer blows the kingdom grows We work to set the earth aright To build our realm of Dwarven might

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