Khazad-dum the dwarven mansion The mighty fortress of Durin's folk Durin and Deathless, dwarven-king The First of the seven Fathers After the bane of
Light seems fair and proud First borns noble crowd Open hearts uncorrupted Maintain eternal tranquillity Beast, filthy kind Sick soul, broken mind Light
The Dark Enemy, a god called Morgoth Hide himself in the pit of Angband Evil jewels of his mind took a shape Great wyrms were born When it storms look
Rely on your strength Rely on your wits Dare to fail and You are no use to me There won't be a time There won't be a place Where I never could End your
Eternal enemy Wants nothing but war But they chose another way Hidden place for their people to stay Under the stars they came Proud and wise the elven
It's time for herotic deeds The gift of courage and steel are your key Those with glory shine like stars The highest prize is to ride with victory So
None amongst the living Shall wield the power Shall know the deepest secrets Inside his mind None amongst the living Will foil his plans Will follow his
To the other side of known world To the places where time doesn't exist You see all of it, you have seen nothing All is too much to understand Only the
The first chord from the vein of the ore There it all begins The blacksmiths forge will resolve The metal's nature The riddle of steel, hiding the key
Deadly wardog without fear Ramming through the battlefields Mighty heroes and kings of men Will be dead by this beast, insane Skin of stone and bones
The man and the ghost will meet again In the night when it snows, never quiet, never cold Hear their calling, lost lords to cast the ride, white spears
Weakest of moments are these The choking hold of insanity Loses it's grip and cuts me so deep With the knife of clear memories Of that innocent past which
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Land of the Gods Home for their human forms You see the same stars From their distant realm mystic path you sail To reach their presence One part of mortal
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Horse lords the men of Rohan Allies of Gondor the land below Green fields they guard with honour Eastern terror, keep away! Finest chargers of Middle-
What greater light Shall I obey Like all immortals I will make my way I've seen the rifts and heard the songs I am immortal, must I obey I can smell
Screaming and shouting, yearn for blood Servants of Melkor the evil god Riding with wolves, runners of night Horders of the eye, the black blades of might
