Restless waiting, in our old city
Watching shadows, move across the wall
Orcs screaming, they are heading here
Next to Balin's tomb, we shall stand
For the glory of the old days
A shadow grows into our hearts
Coming back to the black womb
We set our banner in the dark
In khazad-dum we fight and fall
Coming back to the black womb
We set our banner in the dark
In khazad-dum we fight and fall
Iron over bones as we kill once again
The pride of dwarven kin is at the stake today
Blood fill the gaps in the stone floor
Aule watch us die without remorse
For the glory of the old days
A shadow grows into our hearts
Coming back to the black womb
We set our banner in the dark
In khazad-dum we fight and fall
Coming back to the black womb
We set our banner in the dark
In khazad-dum we fight and fall
Coming back to the black womb
We set our banner in the dark
In khazad-dum we fight and fall
Coming back to the black womb
We set our banner in the dark
In khazad-dum we fight and fall