Gates of Ekrund Wind Rose

From the fortress old
The dwarves on the gates are crying for war
And coming with the night the blood will flow
Before their home
There's no turning back anymore

From the fortress old
They're holding the lines and ready to die
They stack on the walls
The swarm has arrived at the gates of their home
There's no turning back anymore

Here we are, at the gates of the mountain
Hold thе line
We're alonе but no one was left behind
We're outnumbered as defenders
Overrun, but there will be no surrender
Here we are, at the gates of the mountain
Hold the line, feel the breath of the horde that's charging us
We're outnumbered as defenders
Overrun, we will answer to their fire with fire

Fire, fire
Fire and stone
We came from the forge together
And we'll answer to the call
With fire (fire), fire (fire)
We'll kill them all
As long as we are together
At the gates we'll not fall