MITHRIL - Under Hill and Stone / Album - The Oath of the Fallen Lord

Описание: Verse I
When the fire is lit beneath the hill
And evening settles slow and warm
Old roads awake, the night stands still
To hear the tales of years long gone

By round green doors and lantern light
With bread and ale and pipes of smoke
The night grows young, the songs take flight
As laughter joins each word they spoke

Chorus
The dance of fire, the breath of wind
The songs of kings from long ago
They fill the night with laughing hearts
Under hill and stone below

The dance of fire, the breath of wind
Old tales that make the young ones bold
They warm the hearts of friend and kin
Under hill and stone below

Verse II
Deep in stone where anvils sing
And sparks like stars are born below
The mountain wakes to hammer’s ring
And ancient strength begins to grow

From gentle fields to halls of rock
Different hands, a single tone
The road unites both pipe and lock
In flesh and fire, in hill and stone

Chorus
The dance of fire, the breath of wind
The songs of kings from long ago
They fill the night with laughing hearts
Under hill and stone below

The dance of fire, the breath of wind
Old tales that make the young ones bold
They warm the hearts of friend and kin
Under hill and stone below

Bridge
All through the night we speak and sing
We drink, we laugh, the fires stay
Tomorrow waits beyond the dawn
Tonight the road is far away

Final Chorus
The dance of fire, the breath of wind
The songs of kings from long ago
They fill the night with laughing hearts
Under hill and stone below

The dance of fire, the breath of wind
Old tales that make the young ones bold
They warm the hearts of friend and kin
Under hill and stone below

Outro
When dawn arrives, the songs remain
In fire, in flesh, in hill and stone.

*Human-composed in 2025. Produced and enhanced using modern AI-assisted production tools.