For 300 years and 300 days
Forgotten are the silver mines
Forsaken are the graves
Delved through ageless ores
Where fortune's favors dwell
Now purged from sight and memories
A cold deserted shell
In their midst the empty planes
Hold a spire left pristine
At its heart a promise lies
In the veils of time unseen
Hidden depth of earthen riches
And the greed that caused it all
What is left is only
The Mountain standing tall
The Mountain giveth
And the Mountain taketh its toll
The Mountain giveth
And the Mountain taketh it all
Crushing flesh and bone
In savage pact consumed
Bleeders of the granite veins
As payment now entombed
Naught but death now roams
These caverns of decay
And those who took the Mountain's soul
Gave theirs when came the day
The Mountain giveth
And the Mountain taketh its toll
The Mountain giveth
And the Mountain taketh it all
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