schlurmberjeir...

over Mount Shadow,a Dark shadow glooms
westward reaching,
over the shadows, wings of darkness blooms,
southward moving.
breaking every hill on sight,
darkening every living with light.
but what see did they? fixed were they ears,
for they feel Its presence with their tears.
as the mountains darkens,
the Dead awakens..

the Dark Lord Towers has risen
from beneath the Shadows it arise
the Lord's black sword is driven
from the sheath beneath all Wise

Get out,you old Wight! Vanish in the moonlight!
Shrivel like the shivering mist,like the winds go wailing,
Out into the barren lands far beyond the mountains!
Come never here again! Leave your barrow empty!
Lost and forgotten be,darker than the darkness,
Where gates stand forever shut,till the world is mended
but will it be?

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 lords lift their hands,
over the dead sea and conquered lands.

will it be mended?
will the Light come forth...
may it be.

FM channel: the dark cold night.......