Deep they dug, the giants grave stood alone Ravenous for profit, they coldly quarried all the stone They sneered at the whispers of ancient magic They launched as they counted their ill gotten gain But the gods of the land, unconquered Spoke with elemental clarity A reminder of the true power That endures beneath our feet And from the depths the waters Flowed and rose and rose again And drowned the dreams of those who did not believe
quarried, sneered, rose, unconquered, launched