🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Our Foes Shall Fall - Summoning

 The sword is sharp,  spear is long
 The arrow swift, the gate  strong
  heart is bold that looks on gold
 The dwarves  more shall suffer wrong
 
  mountain throne once more is freed
 O!  fold, the summons heed
  haste! Come haste! Across the waste
 The king of friend and kin  need.
 
 Now call  over mountains cold
 Come  unto the caverns old
 Here at the  the king awaits
 His hands are rich  gems and gold
 
 The king is come  his hall
 Under the  dark and tall
 The worm of dread is  and dead
 And ever so our foes  fall