The Sea Dwarf Descendants of the Ilz’Ka’az     It's a damn tough life, full ov toil and strife, we stormmen undergo, And weh won't give a damn when the gales are done how hard the winds did blow, For we're ‘omeward bound from the Arctic grounds with a good ship taut and free, And we won't give a damn when we drink our rum with the lasses back ‘ome .   CHORUS: Rolling down to Ilzithrun, me boys, rolling down to Ilzit