Sung to the tune of Sixteen Tons

Some people say a dwarf is made outta mud
A half krol’s made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that’s a-weak and a back that’s strong

You kick sixteen golems, what do you get
A little glaes dust and a big spirit debt
Ebon Gate don’t you call me ’cause I can’t go
I owe my soulstones to the Company Store

I rolled up one mornin’ when the sun didn’t shine
I swung my mattock in the kobold mine
I smelted sixteen bars from ore and charcoal
And the forge boss said “Well, a-bless my soul”

You kick sixteen golems, what do you get
A little glaes dust and won't pay off your debt
Ebon Gate don’t you call me ’cause I can’t go
I owe my soulstones to the Company Store

You don't see me comin’, can't step aside
One thing I know is how to stalk and hide
My fist scythe's vultite and kick's pure fu
If the first one don’t a-get you
Then the second one will

You kick sixteen golems, what do you get
A little bit of favor and a big spirit debt
Ebon Gate don’t you call me ’cause I can’t go
I owe my soulstones to the Company Store