I Do Not Forget Khazad-dûm

Lyrics

[Intro] Khazad-dûm, beneath the stone, I speak your name alone. [Verse 1] We carved our kingdom in the deep, Where roots of ages coil and sleep. With iron hands and steady breath, We shaped the dark from depth to depth. The pillars rose, the lanterns burned, And every winding passage turned Toward halls where dwarven voices rang— A realm of rock, a realm of song. [Pre-Chorus] Yet far below the furthest flame, We broke the dark that had no name. A buried fire found breath and room, And silence fell on Khazad-dûm. [Chorus] Oh, Khazad-dûm, my fallen home, Your children wander, far they roam. The hammer rests, the hearth is cold, The names grow faint, the tale grows old. Let other hearts forget the gloom— I do not forget Khazad-dûm. [Verse 2] The gates gave way, the torches reeled; We lost the dark we thought was sealed. Through shattered halls our people fled, While stone kept count of all our dead. No funeral horn could gather all, No hand could raise each broken wall. We carried neither crown nor gold, Only the names our grief could hold. [Chorus] Oh, Khazad-dûm, my fallen home, Your children wander, far they roam. The hammer rests, the hearth is cold, The names grow faint, the tale grows old. Let other hearts forget the gloom— I do not forget Khazad-dûm. [Verse 3] I was not there when darkness came; I bear the loss, I bear the name. No map can give those chambers breath, No tale can number all the death. Yet when our scattered voices rise, Your lost halls live before our eyes. Though dust may hide each road and room, We still remember Khazad-dûm. [Bridge] Not for the silver in the seam, Nor vanished splendor do I grieve; I mourn the hands that shaped the stone, The voices gone, the kin unknown. If kingdoms die when none recall, Then I will speak for one and all. As long as breath remains in me, No dark shall end your memory. [Final Chorus] Oh, Khazad-dûm, my fallen home, Though all your living children roam, The hammer sleeps, the hearth is cold, But I will keep the names of old. Let ages close each broken room— I do not forget Khazad-dûm. [Outro] Rest now, kingdom under stone; I bear your memory as my own. While one dwarf lives to speak your name, You are not lost. You still remain.