Rock Lords

The Darkest of the Hillside Thickets


We feed on iron ore
We'll burrow through your planet
Straight to its white-hot core
We bathe in molten granite

Tonight the mountains walk
Our reign is never-ending
Our veins are caked with chalk
Seas parting, forests bending

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