The Ballad of Argorod,

Boulders break and ire sown, we fought, we lost at fire’s groan

Our soldiers marched without much hope, hanging by a giant’s rope

Earth conspired to make our doom

Rocks trembled; mountains moved

Falling down, a bridge made soon

A Giants path now was proved

A peace held, since memory’s start

No longer kept, the giants came

A time for men from women part

Push them back for sure their aim

Boulders break and ire sown, we fought, we lost at fire’s groan

Our soldiers marched without much hope, hanging by a giant’s rope

It began to seem the dwarves had won

As battle joined, harsh with noise

When a beast of red blocked out the sun

And dove to ground with artful poise

It burnt their home of kith and kin

The very stone began to melt

Breathing fire from its toothy grin

A stabbing blow to their hearts, it dealt

Boulders break and ire sown, we fought, we lost at fire’s groan

Our soldiers marched without much hope, hanging by a giant’s rope

Our mighty King and son did rally

Drawing dwarven steel and stood

They faced the serpent in rocky valley

They faced their foe as all dwarves should

Beast rose up and breathed once more

And bathed them both in wreathes of fire

Algononn and son consigned to lore

No better be their funeral pyre

Boulders break and ire sown, we fought, we lost at fire’s groan

Our soldiers marched without much hope, hanging by a giant’s rope

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As sung by the Stonefist dwarves, a rough translation from the original Dwarvish into Ilsig by Sentinel, assisted by Griff
In the key of A minor (Sentinel has to guess here due to talent or lack there of).