Seven Fathers Of Iron And Stone

In the days before the children of Iluvatar arose

When elves and men lay sleeping underneath the frozen snows

As Arda lay in solemness, beneath the empty skies

For mortal men and firstborn elves were still yet to arise

The mighty smith of Arda, the lord of craft and skill

Grew restless in the Timeless Halls, against his master's will

And so he came to his secret hall, beneath the newborn earth

And there he forged the mighty dwarves to bring about their birth

Seven Fathers of iron and stone

Wrought of flesh, sinew and bone

In caverns of darkness, sleeping alone

But to Iluvatar they were known

Iluvatar knew of the ironsmith's plan, to awaken his dwarves before elf and man

To bring his creations into existence, and bring them to life against his insistence

To pass on his knowledge of craftwork and stone, freedom and power, this they were shown

To give them the caverns beneath Middle Earth, their metals and jewels, show them their worth

The mighty smith of Arda, the lord of craft and skill

Had brought about his secret children against his master's will

And in their golden secret hall, beneath the newborn earth

The mighty dwarves which he had forged, he brought about their birth

Seven Fathers of iron and stone

Wrought of flesh, sinew and bone

In caverns of darkness, sleeping alone

But to Iluvatar they were known

Why would you exceed your authority and power

Your children are but imitations, born before their hour

I gave them life and taught my ways, the way you did to me

I only wished to spread my knowledge and how the world shall be

I submit my children to you, do with them what you will

I take them to their cavern home, their fate i will fulfil

No, i take them as my children, take them by my side

They will sleep under the earth til firstborn elves arise