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Moondance
Right in the dark
Flames burn the glade
You'll die, before we can try
The blood aprise, shall not worry
Your turn to pray
You must not die
In this place we're all, we'll be alone
But we pray and lord will grant us life
That's all I'll be
Break my spell
Right, but late
Called at the gates of
Place of bewitched
Don't worry now
The blood - a price
The shadows bouncing over me.
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Lugburz
Cold be hand and heart and bone,
and cold be sleep under stone:
never more to wake on stony bed,
never, till the sun fails and the moon is dead.
In the black wind the stars shall die,
and still on gold here let them lie,
till the dark lord lifts his hand
over dead sea and withered land
[1] When the winter first begins to bite
and stones crack in the frosty night,
when pools are black and trees are bare,
it is evil in the wild to fare.
[repeat 2 first lines of the verse]
To lay down my will upon the Land, Lugburz
No sound disturbs this place of blackened souls
This winter walls of stone and ice behold thy might
Again I'm kneeling down to hear these strange tunes of war
Night, oh beloved night, your wisdom floats into my mind Nuit ,
and forms my thoughts of Middle-Earth
to build up a new mighty empire
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Passing Of The Grey Company
Over the land there lies a long shadow,
westward reaching wings of darkness.
The tower trembles,to the tombs of kings
doom aproaches.The dead awaken,
for the hour is come for the oathbreakers;.
at the stone of Erech they shall stand again
and hear there a horn in the hills ringing.
Whose shall the horn be?Who shall call them
from grey twilight,the forgotten people?
the heir of him to whom the oath they swore.
From the North shall he come,need shall drive him.
He shall pass the door to the path of the dead.
On your knees...
The grey company is arriving now...
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Morthond
We heard horns in hills ringing
The swords shining in South-kingdom
Steeds went striding to the Stoningland
As winds in morning. War was there.
There run dark waters
Morthond, under mountains
Death in the morning and at day's end
Lords took and lowly...
Grey now
as tears gleaming
silver, red it rolled then
foam dyed with blood
...
Grey now as tears gleaming silver
Red then it rolled ... water
Foam dyed with blood flamed at a sunset
As flowers mountains burned at evening
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Ungolianth
Come to me lady of a foreign shore
to pass on your knowledge to me,
interrupt these peacefull lands with your odem of pestilence
Your lifeform is living in the deepest twilight,
the depths of Avathar.
Your odem goes down the green rivers and
high up to the blue skies,to the wide open forests and
mountains so high,far away to the unknown and
at last to destroy the two trees of life on
the hills of Ezellohar...
So high my throne,so cold as ice
it makes my blue eyes turn red
and this red covers my stronghold Angband
as a shadow fog to keep it unseen...
The Silmaril now covers my crown
Keep away Ungolianth...
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Through The Forest Of Dol Guldur
A misty path through woods long past
enshrined in silence and runes will keep
the secrets of Dol Guldur
Far away and over the cold fog mountains
our gleaming eyes are searching for a sign
and down to the deepest dungeons
and to the old forgotten lair
We must leave now,before a new day breaks
to search for the pale gold
that once belonged to the forest
By the sounds of pounding hammers
that sound like bells of the elves
in our ears...
we are still searching in the underground
where our dark secrets sleep
Far away over the cold fog mountains
we have to leave now, before a new day breaks
eternally...
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Dor Daedeloth
My heart for your word,Ered Engrin,
and watch your folk,tired and small
all hope lies in its last breath...
You won't fear us,for we won't bring you anything
but a fading spirit,
the essence of my frost cries...
frost and ice destroy...
My heart for your word,Dor Daedeloth,
You have seen the journey of time,and let us,
half mortal beings,take part of the truth
and the solitude of mankind,forewer...
Wherever we go,wherever we stand,silence
covers the blood soaken land,
and so we pass the mountains of Ered Gorgoroth.
Five shillvets(?) are crossing the plains
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The Legend Of The Master-Ring
Three rings to elven kings
Under the sky, seven for the dwarf lords
in halls of stone
Nine for mortal men
doomed to die
One for the Dark Lord
on his dark throne
In the land
Of Mordor where the shadows lie
One Ring to rule them all
One Ring to find them
One Ring to bring them all
And in darkness bind them
In the land of Mordor
where shadows
lie
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Nightshade Forests
And in the glade a light was seen
Of stars and shadows shimmering
Immortal maiden elven-wise...
Long was the way through iron halls and darkling doors
And woods of nightshade morrowless
Elven-wise dance with me...
Cold be hand, heart and bone
And cold be my sleep under stone
Never more I'll wake on a snowy bed
Never - 'til the sun fails and the moon is dead
In the black winds the stars shall die
And still on gold here let them lie
'Til the dark lord lifts his hand
Over dead seas and withered land
And I'll fly away...
Where I dwell none can say
For into darkness fell my star
In Mordor where the shadows are
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Elfstone
All that is gold does not glitter
All that is long does not last
All that is old does not wither
Not all that is over is past
And I may not get through in time
Oh, Elfstone - bearer of my green stone
In the south under snow a green stone thou shalt see
Elfstone - in the shadow of the dark throne
For the hour is at hand that long hath awaited thee
Greenleaf - bearer of the Elvenbow
Far beyond Mirkwood many trees on earth grow
Thy last shaft when thou hast shot
Under the mournful trees thou shalt walk
For dark are the waters of Kheledzaram
And my heart trembles at the thought that I may see them soon
I am longing for harmony - the freedom within me
Out of dark to the day's rising
I came crying in the sun - sword unsheathing
To hope's end I rode and to heart's breaking
Now for wrath
Now for ruin - and a red nightfall
When the black breath blows - and death's shadows grow
All lights pass
Life to the dying - in my hand lying
Shrivel like the old mist - like the winds go wailing
Lost and forgotten be - darker than the darkness
Where gates stand for ever shut
'Til the world is mended
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Khazad Dum
From ashes and fire be broken
A light from the shadows shall spring
Renewed shall be blade that was broken
The crownless shall again be king
The world is grey, the mountains old
The forge's fire is ashen and cold
No harp is wrung, no hammer falls
The darkness dwells in Druin's halls
The shadow lies upon his tomb
But still the sunken stars appeal
In the dark and windless Mirrormere
There lies his crown in water deep
'Til Druin wakes again from sleep
A deadly sword, a healing hand
A trumpet - voice, a burning hand
A lord of Wisdom...
Fire and shadow - both defied
In Khazad-Dum his wisdom died
In joy thou hast lived
If thou hearest the cry
of the Gull on the shore
Thy soul shall then rest
in the forest no more...
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Kor
O fading town upon an island hill,
Old shadows linger in thine ancient gate,
Thy robe is grey, thine old heart now is still;
Thy towers silent in the mist await their crumbling end
While through the storeyed elms
The gliding black water leaves these inland realms,
And slips between long meadows to the Sea,
Still bearing downward over murmurous falls
One day and then another to the Sea
And slowly thither many years have gone
All thy trees, Kortirion, were bent,
And shook with sudden whispering lament:
For passing were the days, and doomed the nights
When flittering ghost-moths danced round
tapers in the moveless air nighttime
And doomed already were the radiant dawns,
The odour and the noise of meads,
when all thy trees were bent,
and shook with sudden whispering lament
And slowly thither many years have gone
since first the elves here built ancient, renowned Kortirion
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Unto A Long Glory...
Over the land there lies the long shadow.
Westward reaching wings of darkness;
The Tower trembles to the tombs of kings
The doom approaches the Dead awaken;
For the hour is come for the oathbreakers
At the stone of Erech they shall stand again
Hear there horn in hills enchants
Who shall call them
From grey twilight
Forgotten ones?
Out of doubt, out of dark
Hope rekindles, and hope in end
Over death, over dread
Over doom lifted
Out of loss, out of life
And out of doubt, out of dark
Over death, over dread
Out of loss,
Unto a long glory...
The heir of him to whom the oath they swore
From the North he shall come
And he shall pass the door
To the Paths of the Dead
Mourn not overmuch - mighty was the fallen
And war now calls us!
And hear there horn in hills ringing
Who shall call them
from grey twilight
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Over Old Hills
The air was neither night or a day,
But faintly dark with softest light
When first glimmered into sight
The Cottage of Lost Play
You and me - we know that land
And often have been there in
The old days, old days
The dark child and a fair
Was it down the paths of firelight
Dreams in winter cold and white,
Or in the blue-spun twilight, twilight hours
The air was neither night or day,
But faintly dark with softest light,
When first there glimmered into sight
The Cottage of Lost Play
And why we never found the same
Old cottage, or magic
Track that leads between a silver sea,
Between a silver sea
And those old shores and gardens fair
Where all things are that ever were -
We know not, You and Me
We know not, You and Me
Those old shores and gardens fair
Where all things are
That ever were
The air was neither night or day,
But faintly dark with softest light,
When first there glimmered into sight
The Cottage of Lost Play
And those old shores and gardens
Where all things are that ever were
We know not, You and Me,
We know not, You and Me
And these old shores
And gardens fair
Where all things are
That ever were [before]
Air was neither night or day
But faintly dark with softest light
When first there glimmered
The Cottage of Lost Play
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Mirkwood
How deep you long for death
now as your kingdom fades away
and the darkened thorns of sunlight
tremble through these frozen lands of doom
Now as we are waiting in motherlike darkness
we reopen our history, that once belonged to them
oh, have you seen the end of the bard
never forgotten, the land of sleep,
the time before the birth of the worlds
The echoes of his harp,
have poisoned the air
the horizons of the earth
have drowned
I have heard you were strangers in a false land,
where visions turn to faith.
No longer I am now
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Flesh And Blood
There was dancing and was ringing
There were shadow-people singing
Ancient songs of olden gods
Old shadows linger in thine ancient gate,
Thy robe is grey, thine old heart now is still
Thy robe is grey, thine old heart now is still
Thy towers silent in the mist await
Their crumbling end, while through the elms
The Gliding Water leaves these inland realms,
And slips between long meadows to the Sea
There was dancing and was ringing
There were shadow-people singing
Old shadows linger in thine ancient gate,
Thy robe is grey
Thy robe is grey
Thou art the inmost province of the fading isle,
Where linger yet the Lonely Companies;
Kortirion, I will meet the winter here
Thy towers silent in the mist await
Their crumbling end, while through the elms
The Gliding water leaves these inland realms,
And slips between long meadows to the Sea
There was dancing and was ringing
There were shadow-people singing
Ancient songs of olden gods
Old shadows linger in thine ancient gate,
Thy robe is grey, thine old heart now is still
Kortirion, I will meet the winter here, and conquer you...
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Kortirion Among The Trees
For passing where the days, my friend
and doomed the nights,
when flitting ghostmoths danced
round tapers in the moveless air.
And doomed already were,
the radiant dawns,
the odour and the noise of meads
and all about is night.
One moment now may give us more
than fifty years of reason,
our minds shall drink of every pore
the spirit of the season
To her fair works did nature link
the human souls that through me ran
and much it grieved my heart to think
what I can make of man.
You look around on Middle-Earth
as if she for no purpose bore you,
as if you were her first-born birth,
and none had lived before you.
I sit upon this old grey stone,
and dream my time away...
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Habbanan Beneath The Stars
In Habbanan beneath the skies
Where all roads end however long
There is a sound of faint echoes
And distant echoes of a song,
For there men gather into rings
Round their red fires while one voice sings -
And all about is night
Not night as ours, unhappy folk,
Where nigh the Earth in hazy bars,
A mist about the springing of the stars,
There trails a thin and wandering smoke
Obscuring with its veil half-seen
The great abysmal still Serene.
A globe of dark glass faceted with light
Wherein the splendid winds have dusky flight;
Untrodden spaces of an odorous plain
That watches for the moon that long has lain
And caught the meteors' fiery rain -
Such there is night.
…and caught the meteors' fiery rain
If I am dead and gone, would you remain...
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Long Lost To Where No Pathway Goes
My star, I saw it high and far
At the parting of the ways
A light on the edge of the outer night
Like silver set ablaze
Where the round world plunges steeply down
But on the old roads goes
As an unseen bridge that on arches runs
To coasts that no man knows
I would not find the burning domes and sands
Where reigns the sun, nor dare the deadly snows
Nor seek in mountains dark the hidden lands
Of men long lost to whom no pathway goes
But where they bloom those flowers fair
In what air or land they grow
What words beyond the world I heard
If you would seek for know
In a boat then, brother, far afloat
You must labour in the sea
And find yourself things out of mind:
You will learn no more of me
I would not find the burning domes and sands
Where reigns the sun, nor dare the deadly snows
Nor seek in mountains dark the hidden lands
Of men long lost to whom no pathway goes...
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The Glory Disappears
Yet, if the wind breathe soft, the curling waves
That break against the shore, shall lull my mind
And scorn against all enemies prepared
And with the food of pride sustained my soul
In solitude
Sad was I, to pain depressed
Importunate and heavy load
My destiny has found me here
Upon this lonely road
And many thousands now are sad
Wait the fulfilment of their fear
For I must die who is their stay
Their glory disappears
Now I am dead and gone, my friend
Life's pain has come to end
Your star will guide my soul
To ride the winds above
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Like Some Snow-White Marble Eyes
How countless they congregate
O'er our tumultuous snow
Which flows in shapes as tall as trees
When wintry winds do blow
As if with keenness for our fate
Our faltering few steps on
To white rest, and a place of rest
Invisible at dawn
And yet with neither love nor hate
Those stars like some snow-white
Morgoth snow-white marble eyes
Without the gift of sight
Upon this star I fixed my eye
All over the wide land
My horse moved on, hoof after hoof
He raised and never stopped
When down behind the cottage roof
At once the planet dropped
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Where Hope And Daylight Die
Still here I wake and I think of you
I see you far away
Answer my call
Can you hear my voice
I hear you
For we are gone and forever lost
Broken here I lie
Beneath the shadow sink
Where daylight dies
I wake for you
In better lands the sun may shine
And green leaves on trees spring
Their opening and blossoming
But here the raven sing
But still I stand and think of
Days when grass was green
And my heart was so young
They 've never been Past
Forever lost
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The Rotting Horse On The Deadly Ground
Wars of great kings and clash of armouries
Whose swords no man could tell, whose spears
Were numerous as wheat field's ears
Rolled over all the great lands, and seas
Were loud with navies, their devouring fires
Behind the armies burned both fields and towns
And sacked and crumbled or to flaming pyres
Were cities made, where treasuries and crowns
Kings and their folk, their wives and tender maids
Were all consumed. Now silent are those courts
Ruined the towers, whose old shape slowly fades
And no feet pass beneath their broken ports
I need no call of clamant bell that rings
Iron tongued in the towers of earthly kings
Take a ride on, ride on,
on your rotting horse
on that deadly ground
Take a ride, ride on,
on your rotting horse
with a pounding sound.
Here on the stones and trees there lies a spell
Of unforgotten loss, of memories more blest
than mortal wealth.
Here undefeated dwell the fog immortal
under withered elmes,
Alalminore one in ancient realms
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The Shadow Lies Frozen On The Hills
Farewell we call to the earth and hall
Though wind may blow so fast rain may fall
We must away ere break of day
For over wood, tree and mountain tall.
With foes ahead, behind us dread
Beneath the sky's our bed
Until at last our toil be passed
Our journey's done with sped
Beneath the moon and under a tall star
I wandered so far from northern lands
Bewildered on enchanting charming ways
So far from the days of mortal lands
From gashing of the narrow ice so near
Where shadows lie frozen on the hills top
From neither heats and burning glowing waste
I'm turning in haste and fear.
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The Loud Music Of The Sky
What I am, I must not show
What I am thou could (not know)
Something between heaven and hell
Something that neither stood nor fell
Something that through thy wit or will
May work thee good, may work thee ill
Neither substance quite, nor shadow
Haunting lonely moor and meadow
Dancing by the haunted spring
Riding on the whirlwinds wing
Far less happy, for we have
Help nor hope beyond the grave
Man awakes to joy or sorrow
Ours the sleep that knows no morrow
This is all that I can show
This is all that you may know
A year there is a lifetime
And a second but a day
And an older would will meet you
Each morn' you come away
The thunder's noise is our delight
And lightning makes us day by night
And in the air we dance on high
To the loud music of the sky
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A Distant Flame Before The Sun
I sit beside the fire and think
Of how the world will be
When winter comes without a spring
That I shall ever see
I sit beside the fire and think
Of people long ago
And people who will see a world
that I shall never know
I sit beside the fire and think
Of older times that were before
I listen for returning feet
And voices at my door
On high above the mists I came
A distant flame before the sun
A wonder ere the waking dawn
Where grey the nordlands waters run
In elder days and years of yore
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A New Power Is Rising
[inscription on the ring:]
Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg gimbatul
ash nazg thrakatulûk, agh burzum-ishi krimpatul
[translation from the black speech:]
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the Darkness bind them.]
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South Away
Leave the halls and caverns deep
Were the forests wide and dim
Stoops in shadow grey and grim
Float beyond the world of trees
Past the rushes, past the reeds
Past the marshes, weaving weeds
I'm the crowns of the seven kings. I'm the robes of the five wizards.
South away! South away now!
Far away seek the sunlight and the day.
Hail, hail now, king of the mark.
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In Hollow Halls Beneath The Fells
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and carvens old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted gold
The pines were roaring on the height
The winds were moaning in the night
The fire was read, it flaming spread
The trees like torches blazed with light
The dwarves of yore made mighty spells
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep where dark things sleep
In hollow halls beneath the fells
For ancient kind and elvish lord
There many a gleaming golden hord
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
To hide in gems on hilt of sword
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Our Foes Shall Fall
The sword is sharp, the spear is long
The arrow swift, the gate is strong
The heart is bold that looks on gold
The dwarves no more shall suffer wrong
The mountain throne once more is freed
O! Wandering fold, the summons heed
Come haste! Come haste! Across the waste
The king of friend and kin has need.
Now call we over mountains cold
Come back unto the caverns old
Here at the gates the king awaits
His hands are rich with gems and gold
The king is come unto his hall
Under the mountain dark and tall
The worm of dread is slain and dead
And ever so our foes shall fall
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The Mountain King's Return
The king beneath the mountains
The king of carven stone
The lord of silver fountains
Shall come into his own!
His crown shall be upholden
His harp shall be restrung
His halls shall echo golden
To songs of yore resung
The woods shall wave on mountains
And grass beneath the sun
His wealth shall flow in fountains
And rivers golden run
The streams shall run in gladness
The lakes shall shine and burn
All sorrow fail and sadness
At mountains king's return
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Runes Of Power
The wind came down from mountain could
And like a tide it roared and rolled
The branches groaned, the forest moaned
And leaves were laid upon the mould
The wind went on from West to east
All movement in the forest ceased
But shrill an harsh across the marsh
Its whistling voices were released
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Ashen Cold
A grin and a word is his trade
From these his profit is made
Though his body is not tall and his courage seems small
His fame will take longer to fade
Beyond the ocean brews a battle
Beyond the battle blood shall fall
To a place where man forsaken
Dwells the one who should not live
Then a bargain shall be entered
Saurons might shall be restored
You and we were first to conquer
You and we shall be the last.
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Farewell
Who can find you clear springs of waters, but I can!
Who can tell you the age of the moon, but I can!
Who can call the fish from the depths of the see, yes I can!
Who can change the shapes of the hills and the headlands, I can!
I have been a sword in the hand,
I have been a shield in a fight,
I have been the string of a harp,
I can shift my shape like a god.
Farewell, leave the shore to an ocean wide and untamed
Hold your shield high, let the wind bring your enemy your nightmare
By the bane of my blade, a mighty spell is made and
Far beyond the battle blood shall fall like a hard rain
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Arcenstone
Here Thorin, lay your Arcenstone, upon your breast
and let it lay there until the moutain falls
and may it bring good fortune to all your folk that dwell here after
In your tomb Thorin, lay your sword Orcrist,
never was it wielded by a mightier hand.
Did you see the Arcenstone?
It was like a gloom, with a thousand facetts
It shone like silver in the firelight
like water in the sun,
like snow under the stars,
like rain upon the moon
The adventure starts my friend off we go
Far away, Lonely Mountain its dark head in (a) torn cloud
This night was the worst, and then became pitchdark, so dark,
(that you can) see nothing.
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Saruman
Saruman come forth.
I am Saruman the white, Saruman of many colours.
Middle days are passing,
younger days ....
The nine have come forth again
A new power is rising,
the victory is at hand and there will be rich reward for thoser who aid it.
By night or day. Are we not both members of a high and ancient order (most
excellent in Middle Earth).
The friedship of Saruman and the power of Orthanc (can not be lightly thrown aside),
you have won a battle but not a war.
Will you have peace with me. And all the aid that my knowledge,
founded in long years can brings
Good days, come back by night or day
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END...
Right in the dark
Flames burn the glade
You'll die, before we can try
The blood aprise, shall not worry
Your turn to pray
You must not die
In this place we're all, we'll be alone
But we pray and lord will grant us life
That's all I'll be
Break my spell
Right, but late
Called at the gates of
Place of bewitched
Don't worry now
The blood - a price
The shadows bouncing over me.
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Lugburz
Cold be hand and heart and bone,
and cold be sleep under stone:
never more to wake on stony bed,
never, till the sun fails and the moon is dead.
In the black wind the stars shall die,
and still on gold here let them lie,
till the dark lord lifts his hand
over dead sea and withered land
[1] When the winter first begins to bite
and stones crack in the frosty night,
when pools are black and trees are bare,
it is evil in the wild to fare.
[repeat 2 first lines of the verse]
To lay down my will upon the Land, Lugburz
No sound disturbs this place of blackened souls
This winter walls of stone and ice behold thy might
Again I'm kneeling down to hear these strange tunes of war
Night, oh beloved night, your wisdom floats into my mind Nuit ,
and forms my thoughts of Middle-Earth
to build up a new mighty empire
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Passing Of The Grey Company
Over the land there lies a long shadow,
westward reaching wings of darkness.
The tower trembles,to the tombs of kings
doom aproaches.The dead awaken,
for the hour is come for the oathbreakers;.
at the stone of Erech they shall stand again
and hear there a horn in the hills ringing.
Whose shall the horn be?Who shall call them
from grey twilight,the forgotten people?
the heir of him to whom the oath they swore.
From the North shall he come,need shall drive him.
He shall pass the door to the path of the dead.
On your knees...
The grey company is arriving now...
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Morthond
We heard horns in hills ringing
The swords shining in South-kingdom
Steeds went striding to the Stoningland
As winds in morning. War was there.
There run dark waters
Morthond, under mountains
Death in the morning and at day's end
Lords took and lowly...
Grey now
as tears gleaming
silver, red it rolled then
foam dyed with blood
...
Grey now as tears gleaming silver
Red then it rolled ... water
Foam dyed with blood flamed at a sunset
As flowers mountains burned at evening
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Ungolianth
Come to me lady of a foreign shore
to pass on your knowledge to me,
interrupt these peacefull lands with your odem of pestilence
Your lifeform is living in the deepest twilight,
the depths of Avathar.
Your odem goes down the green rivers and
high up to the blue skies,to the wide open forests and
mountains so high,far away to the unknown and
at last to destroy the two trees of life on
the hills of Ezellohar...
So high my throne,so cold as ice
it makes my blue eyes turn red
and this red covers my stronghold Angband
as a shadow fog to keep it unseen...
The Silmaril now covers my crown
Keep away Ungolianth...
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Through The Forest Of Dol Guldur
A misty path through woods long past
enshrined in silence and runes will keep
the secrets of Dol Guldur
Far away and over the cold fog mountains
our gleaming eyes are searching for a sign
and down to the deepest dungeons
and to the old forgotten lair
We must leave now,before a new day breaks
to search for the pale gold
that once belonged to the forest
By the sounds of pounding hammers
that sound like bells of the elves
in our ears...
we are still searching in the underground
where our dark secrets sleep
Far away over the cold fog mountains
we have to leave now, before a new day breaks
eternally...
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Dor Daedeloth
My heart for your word,Ered Engrin,
and watch your folk,tired and small
all hope lies in its last breath...
You won't fear us,for we won't bring you anything
but a fading spirit,
the essence of my frost cries...
frost and ice destroy...
My heart for your word,Dor Daedeloth,
You have seen the journey of time,and let us,
half mortal beings,take part of the truth
and the solitude of mankind,forewer...
Wherever we go,wherever we stand,silence
covers the blood soaken land,
and so we pass the mountains of Ered Gorgoroth.
Five shillvets(?) are crossing the plains
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The Legend Of The Master-Ring
Three rings to elven kings
Under the sky, seven for the dwarf lords
in halls of stone
Nine for mortal men
doomed to die
One for the Dark Lord
on his dark throne
In the land
Of Mordor where the shadows lie
One Ring to rule them all
One Ring to find them
One Ring to bring them all
And in darkness bind them
In the land of Mordor
where shadows
lie
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Nightshade Forests
And in the glade a light was seen
Of stars and shadows shimmering
Immortal maiden elven-wise...
Long was the way through iron halls and darkling doors
And woods of nightshade morrowless
Elven-wise dance with me...
Cold be hand, heart and bone
And cold be my sleep under stone
Never more I'll wake on a snowy bed
Never - 'til the sun fails and the moon is dead
In the black winds the stars shall die
And still on gold here let them lie
'Til the dark lord lifts his hand
Over dead seas and withered land
And I'll fly away...
Where I dwell none can say
For into darkness fell my star
In Mordor where the shadows are
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Elfstone
All that is gold does not glitter
All that is long does not last
All that is old does not wither
Not all that is over is past
And I may not get through in time
Oh, Elfstone - bearer of my green stone
In the south under snow a green stone thou shalt see
Elfstone - in the shadow of the dark throne
For the hour is at hand that long hath awaited thee
Greenleaf - bearer of the Elvenbow
Far beyond Mirkwood many trees on earth grow
Thy last shaft when thou hast shot
Under the mournful trees thou shalt walk
For dark are the waters of Kheledzaram
And my heart trembles at the thought that I may see them soon
I am longing for harmony - the freedom within me
Out of dark to the day's rising
I came crying in the sun - sword unsheathing
To hope's end I rode and to heart's breaking
Now for wrath
Now for ruin - and a red nightfall
When the black breath blows - and death's shadows grow
All lights pass
Life to the dying - in my hand lying
Shrivel like the old mist - like the winds go wailing
Lost and forgotten be - darker than the darkness
Where gates stand for ever shut
'Til the world is mended
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Khazad Dum
From ashes and fire be broken
A light from the shadows shall spring
Renewed shall be blade that was broken
The crownless shall again be king
The world is grey, the mountains old
The forge's fire is ashen and cold
No harp is wrung, no hammer falls
The darkness dwells in Druin's halls
The shadow lies upon his tomb
But still the sunken stars appeal
In the dark and windless Mirrormere
There lies his crown in water deep
'Til Druin wakes again from sleep
A deadly sword, a healing hand
A trumpet - voice, a burning hand
A lord of Wisdom...
Fire and shadow - both defied
In Khazad-Dum his wisdom died
In joy thou hast lived
If thou hearest the cry
of the Gull on the shore
Thy soul shall then rest
in the forest no more...
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Kor
O fading town upon an island hill,
Old shadows linger in thine ancient gate,
Thy robe is grey, thine old heart now is still;
Thy towers silent in the mist await their crumbling end
While through the storeyed elms
The gliding black water leaves these inland realms,
And slips between long meadows to the Sea,
Still bearing downward over murmurous falls
One day and then another to the Sea
And slowly thither many years have gone
All thy trees, Kortirion, were bent,
And shook with sudden whispering lament:
For passing were the days, and doomed the nights
When flittering ghost-moths danced round
tapers in the moveless air nighttime
And doomed already were the radiant dawns,
The odour and the noise of meads,
when all thy trees were bent,
and shook with sudden whispering lament
And slowly thither many years have gone
since first the elves here built ancient, renowned Kortirion
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Unto A Long Glory...
Over the land there lies the long shadow.
Westward reaching wings of darkness;
The Tower trembles to the tombs of kings
The doom approaches the Dead awaken;
For the hour is come for the oathbreakers
At the stone of Erech they shall stand again
Hear there horn in hills enchants
Who shall call them
From grey twilight
Forgotten ones?
Out of doubt, out of dark
Hope rekindles, and hope in end
Over death, over dread
Over doom lifted
Out of loss, out of life
And out of doubt, out of dark
Over death, over dread
Out of loss,
Unto a long glory...
The heir of him to whom the oath they swore
From the North he shall come
And he shall pass the door
To the Paths of the Dead
Mourn not overmuch - mighty was the fallen
And war now calls us!
And hear there horn in hills ringing
Who shall call them
from grey twilight
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Over Old Hills
The air was neither night or a day,
But faintly dark with softest light
When first glimmered into sight
The Cottage of Lost Play
You and me - we know that land
And often have been there in
The old days, old days
The dark child and a fair
Was it down the paths of firelight
Dreams in winter cold and white,
Or in the blue-spun twilight, twilight hours
The air was neither night or day,
But faintly dark with softest light,
When first there glimmered into sight
The Cottage of Lost Play
And why we never found the same
Old cottage, or magic
Track that leads between a silver sea,
Between a silver sea
And those old shores and gardens fair
Where all things are that ever were -
We know not, You and Me
We know not, You and Me
Those old shores and gardens fair
Where all things are
That ever were
The air was neither night or day,
But faintly dark with softest light,
When first there glimmered into sight
The Cottage of Lost Play
And those old shores and gardens
Where all things are that ever were
We know not, You and Me,
We know not, You and Me
And these old shores
And gardens fair
Where all things are
That ever were [before]
Air was neither night or day
But faintly dark with softest light
When first there glimmered
The Cottage of Lost Play
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Mirkwood
How deep you long for death
now as your kingdom fades away
and the darkened thorns of sunlight
tremble through these frozen lands of doom
Now as we are waiting in motherlike darkness
we reopen our history, that once belonged to them
oh, have you seen the end of the bard
never forgotten, the land of sleep,
the time before the birth of the worlds
The echoes of his harp,
have poisoned the air
the horizons of the earth
have drowned
I have heard you were strangers in a false land,
where visions turn to faith.
No longer I am now
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Flesh And Blood
There was dancing and was ringing
There were shadow-people singing
Ancient songs of olden gods
Old shadows linger in thine ancient gate,
Thy robe is grey, thine old heart now is still
Thy robe is grey, thine old heart now is still
Thy towers silent in the mist await
Their crumbling end, while through the elms
The Gliding Water leaves these inland realms,
And slips between long meadows to the Sea
There was dancing and was ringing
There were shadow-people singing
Old shadows linger in thine ancient gate,
Thy robe is grey
Thy robe is grey
Thou art the inmost province of the fading isle,
Where linger yet the Lonely Companies;
Kortirion, I will meet the winter here
Thy towers silent in the mist await
Their crumbling end, while through the elms
The Gliding water leaves these inland realms,
And slips between long meadows to the Sea
There was dancing and was ringing
There were shadow-people singing
Ancient songs of olden gods
Old shadows linger in thine ancient gate,
Thy robe is grey, thine old heart now is still
Kortirion, I will meet the winter here, and conquer you...
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Kortirion Among The Trees
For passing where the days, my friend
and doomed the nights,
when flitting ghostmoths danced
round tapers in the moveless air.
And doomed already were,
the radiant dawns,
the odour and the noise of meads
and all about is night.
One moment now may give us more
than fifty years of reason,
our minds shall drink of every pore
the spirit of the season
To her fair works did nature link
the human souls that through me ran
and much it grieved my heart to think
what I can make of man.
You look around on Middle-Earth
as if she for no purpose bore you,
as if you were her first-born birth,
and none had lived before you.
I sit upon this old grey stone,
and dream my time away...
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Habbanan Beneath The Stars
In Habbanan beneath the skies
Where all roads end however long
There is a sound of faint echoes
And distant echoes of a song,
For there men gather into rings
Round their red fires while one voice sings -
And all about is night
Not night as ours, unhappy folk,
Where nigh the Earth in hazy bars,
A mist about the springing of the stars,
There trails a thin and wandering smoke
Obscuring with its veil half-seen
The great abysmal still Serene.
A globe of dark glass faceted with light
Wherein the splendid winds have dusky flight;
Untrodden spaces of an odorous plain
That watches for the moon that long has lain
And caught the meteors' fiery rain -
Such there is night.
…and caught the meteors' fiery rain
If I am dead and gone, would you remain...
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Long Lost To Where No Pathway Goes
My star, I saw it high and far
At the parting of the ways
A light on the edge of the outer night
Like silver set ablaze
Where the round world plunges steeply down
But on the old roads goes
As an unseen bridge that on arches runs
To coasts that no man knows
I would not find the burning domes and sands
Where reigns the sun, nor dare the deadly snows
Nor seek in mountains dark the hidden lands
Of men long lost to whom no pathway goes
But where they bloom those flowers fair
In what air or land they grow
What words beyond the world I heard
If you would seek for know
In a boat then, brother, far afloat
You must labour in the sea
And find yourself things out of mind:
You will learn no more of me
I would not find the burning domes and sands
Where reigns the sun, nor dare the deadly snows
Nor seek in mountains dark the hidden lands
Of men long lost to whom no pathway goes...
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The Glory Disappears
Yet, if the wind breathe soft, the curling waves
That break against the shore, shall lull my mind
And scorn against all enemies prepared
And with the food of pride sustained my soul
In solitude
Sad was I, to pain depressed
Importunate and heavy load
My destiny has found me here
Upon this lonely road
And many thousands now are sad
Wait the fulfilment of their fear
For I must die who is their stay
Their glory disappears
Now I am dead and gone, my friend
Life's pain has come to end
Your star will guide my soul
To ride the winds above
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Like Some Snow-White Marble Eyes
How countless they congregate
O'er our tumultuous snow
Which flows in shapes as tall as trees
When wintry winds do blow
As if with keenness for our fate
Our faltering few steps on
To white rest, and a place of rest
Invisible at dawn
And yet with neither love nor hate
Those stars like some snow-white
Morgoth snow-white marble eyes
Without the gift of sight
Upon this star I fixed my eye
All over the wide land
My horse moved on, hoof after hoof
He raised and never stopped
When down behind the cottage roof
At once the planet dropped
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Where Hope And Daylight Die
Still here I wake and I think of you
I see you far away
Answer my call
Can you hear my voice
I hear you
For we are gone and forever lost
Broken here I lie
Beneath the shadow sink
Where daylight dies
I wake for you
In better lands the sun may shine
And green leaves on trees spring
Their opening and blossoming
But here the raven sing
But still I stand and think of
Days when grass was green
And my heart was so young
They 've never been Past
Forever lost
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The Rotting Horse On The Deadly Ground
Wars of great kings and clash of armouries
Whose swords no man could tell, whose spears
Were numerous as wheat field's ears
Rolled over all the great lands, and seas
Were loud with navies, their devouring fires
Behind the armies burned both fields and towns
And sacked and crumbled or to flaming pyres
Were cities made, where treasuries and crowns
Kings and their folk, their wives and tender maids
Were all consumed. Now silent are those courts
Ruined the towers, whose old shape slowly fades
And no feet pass beneath their broken ports
I need no call of clamant bell that rings
Iron tongued in the towers of earthly kings
Take a ride on, ride on,
on your rotting horse
on that deadly ground
Take a ride, ride on,
on your rotting horse
with a pounding sound.
Here on the stones and trees there lies a spell
Of unforgotten loss, of memories more blest
than mortal wealth.
Here undefeated dwell the fog immortal
under withered elmes,
Alalminore one in ancient realms
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The Shadow Lies Frozen On The Hills
Farewell we call to the earth and hall
Though wind may blow so fast rain may fall
We must away ere break of day
For over wood, tree and mountain tall.
With foes ahead, behind us dread
Beneath the sky's our bed
Until at last our toil be passed
Our journey's done with sped
Beneath the moon and under a tall star
I wandered so far from northern lands
Bewildered on enchanting charming ways
So far from the days of mortal lands
From gashing of the narrow ice so near
Where shadows lie frozen on the hills top
From neither heats and burning glowing waste
I'm turning in haste and fear.
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The Loud Music Of The Sky
What I am, I must not show
What I am thou could (not know)
Something between heaven and hell
Something that neither stood nor fell
Something that through thy wit or will
May work thee good, may work thee ill
Neither substance quite, nor shadow
Haunting lonely moor and meadow
Dancing by the haunted spring
Riding on the whirlwinds wing
Far less happy, for we have
Help nor hope beyond the grave
Man awakes to joy or sorrow
Ours the sleep that knows no morrow
This is all that I can show
This is all that you may know
A year there is a lifetime
And a second but a day
And an older would will meet you
Each morn' you come away
The thunder's noise is our delight
And lightning makes us day by night
And in the air we dance on high
To the loud music of the sky
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A Distant Flame Before The Sun
I sit beside the fire and think
Of how the world will be
When winter comes without a spring
That I shall ever see
I sit beside the fire and think
Of people long ago
And people who will see a world
that I shall never know
I sit beside the fire and think
Of older times that were before
I listen for returning feet
And voices at my door
On high above the mists I came
A distant flame before the sun
A wonder ere the waking dawn
Where grey the nordlands waters run
In elder days and years of yore
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A New Power Is Rising
[inscription on the ring:]
Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg gimbatul
ash nazg thrakatulûk, agh burzum-ishi krimpatul
[translation from the black speech:]
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the Darkness bind them.]
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South Away
Leave the halls and caverns deep
Were the forests wide and dim
Stoops in shadow grey and grim
Float beyond the world of trees
Past the rushes, past the reeds
Past the marshes, weaving weeds
I'm the crowns of the seven kings. I'm the robes of the five wizards.
South away! South away now!
Far away seek the sunlight and the day.
Hail, hail now, king of the mark.
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In Hollow Halls Beneath The Fells
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and carvens old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted gold
The pines were roaring on the height
The winds were moaning in the night
The fire was read, it flaming spread
The trees like torches blazed with light
The dwarves of yore made mighty spells
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep where dark things sleep
In hollow halls beneath the fells
For ancient kind and elvish lord
There many a gleaming golden hord
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
To hide in gems on hilt of sword
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Our Foes Shall Fall
The sword is sharp, the spear is long
The arrow swift, the gate is strong
The heart is bold that looks on gold
The dwarves no more shall suffer wrong
The mountain throne once more is freed
O! Wandering fold, the summons heed
Come haste! Come haste! Across the waste
The king of friend and kin has need.
Now call we over mountains cold
Come back unto the caverns old
Here at the gates the king awaits
His hands are rich with gems and gold
The king is come unto his hall
Under the mountain dark and tall
The worm of dread is slain and dead
And ever so our foes shall fall
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The Mountain King's Return
The king beneath the mountains
The king of carven stone
The lord of silver fountains
Shall come into his own!
His crown shall be upholden
His harp shall be restrung
His halls shall echo golden
To songs of yore resung
The woods shall wave on mountains
And grass beneath the sun
His wealth shall flow in fountains
And rivers golden run
The streams shall run in gladness
The lakes shall shine and burn
All sorrow fail and sadness
At mountains king's return
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Runes Of Power
The wind came down from mountain could
And like a tide it roared and rolled
The branches groaned, the forest moaned
And leaves were laid upon the mould
The wind went on from West to east
All movement in the forest ceased
But shrill an harsh across the marsh
Its whistling voices were released
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Ashen Cold
A grin and a word is his trade
From these his profit is made
Though his body is not tall and his courage seems small
His fame will take longer to fade
Beyond the ocean brews a battle
Beyond the battle blood shall fall
To a place where man forsaken
Dwells the one who should not live
Then a bargain shall be entered
Saurons might shall be restored
You and we were first to conquer
You and we shall be the last.
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Farewell
Who can find you clear springs of waters, but I can!
Who can tell you the age of the moon, but I can!
Who can call the fish from the depths of the see, yes I can!
Who can change the shapes of the hills and the headlands, I can!
I have been a sword in the hand,
I have been a shield in a fight,
I have been the string of a harp,
I can shift my shape like a god.
Farewell, leave the shore to an ocean wide and untamed
Hold your shield high, let the wind bring your enemy your nightmare
By the bane of my blade, a mighty spell is made and
Far beyond the battle blood shall fall like a hard rain
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Arcenstone
Here Thorin, lay your Arcenstone, upon your breast
and let it lay there until the moutain falls
and may it bring good fortune to all your folk that dwell here after
In your tomb Thorin, lay your sword Orcrist,
never was it wielded by a mightier hand.
Did you see the Arcenstone?
It was like a gloom, with a thousand facetts
It shone like silver in the firelight
like water in the sun,
like snow under the stars,
like rain upon the moon
The adventure starts my friend off we go
Far away, Lonely Mountain its dark head in (a) torn cloud
This night was the worst, and then became pitchdark, so dark,
(that you can) see nothing.
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Saruman
Saruman come forth.
I am Saruman the white, Saruman of many colours.
Middle days are passing,
younger days ....
The nine have come forth again
A new power is rising,
the victory is at hand and there will be rich reward for thoser who aid it.
By night or day. Are we not both members of a high and ancient order (most
excellent in Middle Earth).
The friedship of Saruman and the power of Orthanc (can not be lightly thrown aside),
you have won a battle but not a war.
Will you have peace with me. And all the aid that my knowledge,
founded in long years can brings
Good days, come back by night or day
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