The King under the Mountain is dead
and where are his kin that dare seek revenge ?
Girion Lord of Dale is dead,
and I have eaten they,
eat his people like a wolf among sheep,
and where are his sons' sons that dare approach me?
I kill where I wish and none dare resist.
I laid low the warriors of old
and their like is not in the world today.
Then I was but young and tender.
Now I am old and strong, strong, strong.
Thief in the Shadows! , My armour is like tenfold shields
, my teeth are swords, my claws spears,
The shock of my tail a thunderbolt, my wings a hurricane,
and my breath death !
