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I walked towards Reykjavik as always alone |
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When a band of dwarves seized me pulling me through stone |
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Down into their underworld where birds have never been |
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Wickedness and wonders the weirdest things ever seen |
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A silver dwarf seated on his mighty dark throne |
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Held up his wand and spoke to me in dire tone |
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"You come from way above and shall prove your worth |
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This ordeal has been waiting since before your birth |
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A victim of Destiny is what you claim to be |
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If you've been wronged then for sure you'll be free |
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But if your prove too weak to accept your fate |
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That means your freedom will forever have to wait |
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Only dwarves will know your all-too human shame |
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Only small men will speak your dishonoured name |
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You'll stay in the underworld where birds have never been |
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Among gold and silver the weirdest things ever seen |
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In the dim timelessness where only spiders mate |
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It might take you a thousand years to honour your fate |
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Thnk of Destiny for each rust-red drop that falls |
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On your brow while you stare at these stately walls |
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You must teach your stomach to let go of its greed |
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Your throat will learn to abate its strong need |
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You'll ask if life is an illness if you can be cured |
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In the end if you make it your story might be heard |
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The day you can bear the clothes Destiny gave to you |
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Then we can give you the powers see you stay true |
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You'll be free to leave this place deprived of life and light |
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Climb up towards the white sun to take up your great fight |
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You'll speak like a god before the cheering masses |
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You'll stand like a cliff in the stream of time that passes |
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Choose right over wrong there's nothing in between |
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Never be haughty or spiteful stay calm and serene |
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Drink the wine of winners live with pride in the sun |
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As a man of the sword and a master of the word |
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Not as a wild wolf forever on the run |
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Whose life's an illness that cannot be cured |
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Remember your friends where birds have never been |
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Wickedness and wonders the weirdest dwarves ever seen |
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We shall stay behind in this mine of wisdom and gold |
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When leaving the Underworld be strong and bold |
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As you climb through the stone you'll again be all alone" |
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Thus spake the silver dwarf from his mighty dark throne |
