Tyrfing, sword of ancient might Your magic shining bright But deadly is the curse of the dwarfs In deep caves dark fate ignites Burning magic becomes alive Golden embers illuminate The price of your glory - demise We fight until the end of time Forged by fire Our hearts are true, our spirits high Forged by fire We are the chosen of the gods Forged by fire Tyrfing in our hands Forged by fire Once the magic sword is drawn One mortal life must go Almighty is the curse of the blade Heroes fail, great kingdoms fall Tyrfing's fate affects them all Golden blade illuminates For fame and your glory - Death Spell We fight until the end of time Forged by fire Our hearts are true, our spirits high Forged by fire We are the chosen of the gods Forged by fire Tyrfing in our hands Forged by fire Dwarves whisper the spell in the deepest of their caves Cold realm beyond mountain rocks You will never see Sword of legend beyond mountain rocks Thy cursed blade was forged by fire and steel We fight until the end of time Forged by fire Our hearts are true, our spirits high Forged by fire We are the chosen of the gods Forged by fire Tyrfing in our hands Forged by fire