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A fire in the night,
An ocean burning bright,
A fear raged in Fëanor,
As he bathed in the light.
The ships were burned in scorn
Yet by the break of dawn
The Doom of Mandor
Already had begun
Denied his wife’s request,
Left her in the west,
To wallow in misery,
No sons for her caress.
Consumed by furious rage,
And lusting for the jewels,
Fëanor was guided
By forces grim and cruel.
Go forth with Fëanor, Lord of all
Lest you abandon the oath that we have sworn
Go forth and leave me here, whilst ablaze I feel no pain
My life is penance for the kin that we have slain
Fleeing on the seas,
Finarfin left in sorrow,
Fingolfin was left ashore
Abandoned to the snow
As storms raged all around,
They lost all sight of land,
Darkened voices called on them
Your doom is at hand
Go forth with Fëanor, Lord of all
Lest you abandon the oath that we have sworn
Go forth and leave me here, whilst ablaze I feel no pain
My life is penance for the kin that we have slain
Unnumbered tears shall fall,
Valinor will be walled.
To evil ends you all will fail
All for the kinslaying at Aqualonde
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The Twilight of Númenor
09:13
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The pale cliff climbing skyward
Tower of the setting sun
Home to glories immortal
The stronghold of strength where peace begun
Evil in the distance
As its sister falls to the dark
A shadow, ancient rival
That northern land to which many fell
The sun has fled from the kingdom
The shadow in the east grows large
Men will now live in fear
Behold the tower of guard
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We cannot fight this war,
Morgoth is lord of all
His darkness conquers all
And his blade is sharp and strong
We hide underground,
Like dwarves eternally bound
To delve into the deep
No rule without his crown
Who is this man?
What power does he have?
No blood ties to this land
Just a ‘gift’ that ensures his end
No help from Thingol’s glade
The Sindar will bring no aid
Just claims that they were betrayed
But no kin have been slain
Hear now, the words of Fëanor
‘Brood of Morgoth or bright Vala
Elda, Maia or Aftercomer
Be he fair friend or unclean foe
Dread nor danger nor Doom itself
Shall save a man or elf
Who keepeth a Silmaril
Death will deal him a fate most ill’
Do not fear his darkened world
The mighty jewels will be ours by the fold
Our oath cannot be restrained
Morgoth will fall by Noldorin blade
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A War Beneath the World
11:13
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Deep underground,
In the realm that never bowed
The sorrows of the oath are truly found
Blood fills the pools,
From the blade of Caranthir cruel
Again kin slay kin, for a jewel
War, of elven sons
Not for love
Darkness prevails
Compassion fails
Three shall survive
Three shall die
None shall win
The triumph is His
Lost in the dark,
Adrift in the past,
A city once divine left in dust
Swords were held high,
Bright elven flags did fly
And those once immortal were doomed to die
The sun has set in Doriath,
It will not rise again,
The elven tide will falter to the hardiness of men
Glorious sons of Fëanor,
What have we become?
Marching ever forward, we all fall one by one
War, of elven sons
Not for love
Darkness prevails
Compassion fails
Three shall survive
Three shall die
None shall win
The triumph is His
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Beyond
08:22
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What was once a shining beacon
Is lost in the gloomy deeps
Tales of wonder and majesty
Of kings on the carven stone
Our right to rule was hewn from the mountain
And ended by the terror from on high
Now the sun sets on the mountain
Our hallowed halls no longer shine
As we wander in the wilderness
Our hearts are starved of light
Fear the horror deep within, death incarnate
A terror, wreathed in blackened flame; fear Durin’s bane
Brothers take arms
And march!
To where daylight dies
Avenge all that we have lost
And fight!
Where daylight dies
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