Crown of Smoke and Fire

Crown of Smoke and Fire plunges deep into the ancient halls of the Dwarves, where greed and ambition awaken a forgotten power buried beneath the stone. This epic rock ballad retells the rise of a shadow born of myth—once driven from the light of the Elves, now reborn in fury and flame. With cinematic intensity, soaring guitars, and a dark fantasy edge, this track captures the wrath that stirs when pride digs too deep and the ancient fire rises once more.

Perfect for fans of fantasy music, Tolkien-inspired lore, and powerful mythic rock.

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Lyrics:

Beneath the stone where silence grows,
The Dwarves sought more than shadow knows.
With greed in hand and hearts of steel,
They broke the seal beneath the keel.
Mithril gleamed like heaven’s tear—
But heaven fled, and hell drew near.

They cracked the roots of mountains deep,
Where fire waits and nightmares sleep.
Unseen, a beast with wounded pride,
Lay curled in wrath the stars can't hide.
From Elven fire and Varda’s flame,
He’d fled the world, denied his name.

SHADOW AND FLAME! IT STIRS AGAIN!
BANE OF THE KINGS, DESTROYER OF MEN!
BORN OF THE FIRST, NOW LOST IN PAIN,
HE RISES AGAIN—DURIN’S BANE!

Long he brooded, bound in gloom,
A wraith of war, a living tomb.
The hammer's ring, the dwarven song—
Awoke the hate he'd held so long.
With burning eyes and trailing ash,
He rose with one consuming lash.

He felt it stir—
The One... the fire…
The echoes of his ancient ire.
The Ring… the light… the wizard’s gaze,
They dared to walk the blackened maze.

SHADOW AND FLAME! THE FIRE KNOWS!
THE CURSE THAT THROUGH THE DEEP HALLS FLOWS!
NONE SHALL PASS, NONE SHALL REMAIN—
HE CLAIMS THE DARK—DURIN’S BANE!

Thoughts of vengeance filled the deep,
For elven blades that made him weep.
No mercy now, no rest, no chain—
He rose to crush the world again.
To burn the hope, to shatter fate,
And seal the door too long left late…

SHADOW AND FLAME! HIS WRATH IS NEAR!
A SCREAM THAT GODS THEMSELVES STILL HEAR!
NO DAWN SHALL BREAK, NO STARS REMAIN—
WHERE WALKS THE FIRE… OF DURIN’S BANE!