MistyMountains

Misty Mountains - Rachel Hardy

Far over the misty mountains cold

To dungeons deep and caverns old

We must away ere break of day

To find alone forgotten Lord

The pines were roaring on the height

The wind was moaning in the night

The fire was red it flaming spread

The trees like torches blazed with light

The bells were ringing in the dale

And men looked up with faces pale

Then dragon's ire more fierce than fire

Laid low their towers and houses frail

Far over the misty mountains grim

To dungeons deep and caverns old

We must away ere break of day

To find our long-forgotten gold