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RINGWRAITH LYRICS

Tales From Middle Earth

"Tales From Middle Earth" (2004 Demo)

1. Halls of Moria
2. In Minas Morgul Death Awaits
3. The Mounds of Mundburg
4. Darkness Dwells Upon Durin's Tomb
5. Elrond's Council







1. Halls of Moria

The Forest, The Desert, The Mountans, The Mighty Eye, The Dwarves, The Hobbits, The Nine In Black, The Dungeons, The Mines, The Halls... Halls Of Moria!

The road is long for the fellowship,
Here in Moria the destiny is written for
Humans, Hobbits, Elves and Dwarves
United to save Middle Earth.
Beyond the gates the dungeon awaits,
Halls of stone made by the ancients,
Graves of a mighty race,
Crafters of magic Mithril armors.

Eyes in the dark are watching their moves,
Hands are crawling from the ground.
Evil hordes are planning our end,
In the abyss they feel the Death's sound.
In this mighty hall you'll find your end,
Red eyes in search of blood
Come from every shadows,
Sounds of swords and darkness fall.
"What happens? ...NO! Retreat!"

Gandalf:A Balrog, a demon of the ancient world.
This foe is behind any of you.Run!
Lead them on , Khazad-Dum is near...
I am a servant of the secret fire,
Wielder of the flame of Anor.
The dark fire will not avail you,
Flame of Udun!
Go back to the shadow.
YOU SHALL NOT PASS!
Fly, you fools!




2. In Minas Morgul Death Awaits

Gondor is dying, after years of wars
There's no more blood to shed.
An harrowing cry is rising from
The doors of Cirith Ungol,
The Nine are riding estending
Sauron's shadow.
The Tower of the Moon is now
The Tower of Witchcraft,
And this place is called
Minas Morgul, Where I'll slay
My first Gondor soldier.
I know the meaning of life,
The answer is bringing
Death with my axe,
In the name of my Lord.

Eärnur is coming with his troops
To fight the King of Wizards,
And in the shadows
Of Minas Morgul Death awaits.
Human is time to die,
Our rage breaks their oaken shields,
Axes and Swords are everywhere,
Flesh and bones for our feast.

Flesh on the ground,
Impaled heads,
No prisoners,
Only blood.
Ogres and Uruk-ahi ,
Warriors of the Orodruin,
Keepers Of Gorgoroth,
Where the swadows lie.
Moon rises on Barad Dur,
The hordes work without rest,
A battle is won but many will come,
Weapons and armor must be ready.
I saw bodies falling
By the power of my axe,
Giving me more strenght
For a tomorrow where Mordor reigns.

Human is time to die,
Our rage breaks their oaken shields,
Axes and Swords are everywhere,
Flesh and bones for our feast.
Human is time to die,
Our rage breaks their oaken shields,
Axes and Swords are everywhere,
Flesh and bones for our feast.




3. The Mounds of Mundburg

We heard of the horns in the hills ringing,
The swords shining in the South-kingdom.
Steeds went striding to the Stoningland
As wind in the morning.
War was kindled.

There, Theoden fell, Thengling mighty,
To his golden hall and green pastures
In the Northern fields never returning,
High lord of the host.

Harding and Guthlaf,
Dunhere and Deorwine, doughty Grimbold,
Herefara and Herubrand, Horn and Fastred,
Fought and fell there in a far country:
In the Mounds of Mundburg under mould they lie
With their league-fellows, lords of Gondor.
Neither Hirluin the Fair to the hills by the sea,
Nor Forlong the old to the flowering vales
Ever, to Arnach, to his own country
Returned in triumph; nor the tall bowmen,
Derufin and Duilin, to their dark waters,
Meres of Morthond under mountain-shadows.

Death in the morning and at day's ending
Lords took and lowly. Long now they sleep
Under grass in Gondor by the Great River.

Grey now as tears, gleaming silver,
Red then it rolled, roaring water:
Foam dyed with blood flamed at sunset;
As beacons mountains burned at evening;
Red fell the dew in Rammas Echor.




4. Darkness Dwells Upon Durin's Tomb

The world was young, the mountains green,
No stain yet on the Moon was seen,
No words were laid on stream or stone
When Durin woke and walked alone.
He named the nameless hills and dells;
He drank from yet untasted wells;
He stooped and looked in Mirrormere,
And saw a crown of stars appear,
As gems upon a silver thread,
Above the shadow of his head.

The world was fair, the mountains tall,
In Elder Days before the fall
Of mighty kings in Nargothrond
And Gondolin, who now beyond
The Western Seas have passed away:
The world was fair in Durin's Day.

A king he was on carven throne
In many-pillared halls of stone
With golden roof and silver floor,
And runes of power upon the door.
The light of sun and star and moon
In shining lamps of crystal hewn
Undimmed by cloud or shade of night
There shone for ever fair and bright.

There hammer on the anvil smote,
There chisel clove, and graver wrote;
There forged was blade, and bound was hilt;
The delver mined, the mason built.
There beryl, pearl, and opal pale,
And metal wrought like fishes' mail,
Buckler and corslet, axe and sword,
And shining spears were laid in hoard.

Unwearied then were Durin's folk
Beneath the mountains music woke:
The harpers harped, the minstrels sang,
And at the gates the trumpets rang.

The world is grey, the mountains old,
The forge's fire is ashen-cold;
No harp is wrung, no hammer falls:
The darkness dwells in Durin's halls
The shadow lies upon his tomb
In Moria, in Khazad-dûm.
But still the sunken stars appear
In dark and windless Mirrormere;
There lies his crown in water deep,
Till Durin wakes again from sleep.




5. Elrond's Council

 


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