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

 The sword is sharp, the spear is 
 The arrow swift, the gate  strong
 The heart is bold that  on gold
 The  no more shall suffer wrong
 
 The mountain throne once more is 
 O! Wandering fold,  summons heed
 Come haste! Come haste! Across  waste
 The king  friend and kin has need.
 
 Now call we over mountains 
  back unto the caverns old
  at the gates the king awaits
  hands are rich with gems and gold
 
 The king is come unto  hall
  the mountain dark and tall
 The worm of dread is slain and 
 And  so our foes shall fall