See the high golden pillars,
adorned with diamonds,
reaching up higher and higher.
The ceiling of dark stone, barely visible,
guards standing from the entrance
all the way to the high marble stairs.
Their armour shining like silver,
spears and swords and axes in their hands,
strong warriors, loyal to the mountain king.
On the throne of crystal, gems
and most precious stone he sits,
majestic and firm, like the mountain
in whose rock his halls are hewn.
