Far over the Misty Mountains rise Lead us standing upon the height What was before we see once more Is our kingdom a distant light Fiery mountain beneath a moon The words arent spoken, well be there soon For home a song that echoes on And all who find us will know the tune Some folk we never forget Some kind we never forgive Havent seen the back of us yet Well fight as long as we live All eyes on the hidden door To the Lonely Mountain Well ride in the gathering storm Until we get our long forgotten gold We lay under the Misty Mountains cold In slumbers deep, and dreams of gold We must awake, our lives to make And in the darkness a torch we hold From long ago where lanterns burned Until this day our hearts have yearned A fate unknown, the Arkenstone What was stolen must be returned We must away ere break of day To find our song for heart and soul Some folk we never forget Some kind we never forgive Havent seen the end of it yet Well fight as long as we live All eyes on the hidden door To the Lonely Mountain Well ride in the gathering storm Till we get our long forgotten gold Far away the Misty Mountains cold.