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Arien
08:17
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Sunrise, eternal light
Dawn of a new time
Evil will flee, and seek out the deep
To escape the fire from on high
Oh Arien, as you climb in the skies
Forever the beacon of the birth of our kind
Our foes will never rise again
Darkness is brought to its end
No more will our power be held
All hail the dawning of men
Life-bringing light
Ride through the sky
Banish the night
Oh Arien
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2. |
The Withering Woods
07:30
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Of forgotten majesty I shall proclaim
Primeval wilderness; my humble domain
Seized by the sea
Relentless, no mercy
Sundered with steel
The children's tyranny
Withering trees
Returning to me
Man spreads his domain
He seals the woodland fate
Of forgotten majesty I have proclaimed
Primeval wilderness; my lost domain
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3. |
Where Daylight Dies
08:49
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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 set 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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4. |
The Years of the Trees
03:42
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The Line of Thór
06:39
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This cannot be bourne
We must hunt and slay the Pale Orc
A slight to Durin's name
A heinous crime that we will answer
Fight under the hills
Down into the darkness
In our holy halls
Glory shall be won
Fight for Durin's name
For our love of Thrór
Khazad-dûm will be reclaimed
Show them the might of Durin's folk
Marching on
We burn the dead
We will not stop
This will not end
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6. |
Minas Anor
08:10
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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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7. |
Home of the Dead
09:11
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Where the forest stream went through the wood
And silent all the streams there stood
Of tall trees, moveless, hanging dark
With mottled shadows on their bark
No moon is there, no voice, no sound
Of beating heart; a sigh profound
Once in each age as each age dies
Alone is heard, far, fair it lies,
As each age dies
As faint as a deep sleeper's breath
An echo came as cold death:
Long are the paths, of shadow made
Where no foot's print is eve rlaid
Upon the plain there rushed forth and high
Shadows at dead end of night and mirrored in the sky
Far, far away beyond might of day
And there lay the land of the dead, of mortal cold decay
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