Beneath the earth, in caverns deep,
Where shadows dance, and secrets keep,
Lies the heart of dwarven kind,
In mines of old, where treasures bind.
Through tunnels dark, they toil and delve,
With pickaxe ring and lantern's swell.
In veins of ore, their fortune's found,
In echoing halls, their hammers pound.
With steady hands and hearts of stone,
They carve their legacy, brick by bone.
In caverns vast, where echoes thrum,
The dwarven spirit forever hums.
So let us marvel at their might,
In mines of wonder, gleaming bright.
For in the depths, where darkness reigns,
The dwarven legacy forever remains.