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MANDOS TO LÚTHIEN |
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For what you have done |
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And everything been through |
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Suspended between |
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Dimensions where phantasms look true |
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When your empty hands |
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Are lifted in the last sacrifice |
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And daylight is down, |
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Laid down in a coffin of ice |
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Your wish is granted |
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Mere bliss or humanity |
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The seed is planted |
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In the deep soil of your liberty |
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Your word has been heard |
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And Middle-earth will hold you again, |
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A living woman |
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A torrent will flow to the main |
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LAND OF THE DEAD THAT LIVE |
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They have gone to the place that no-one can reach |
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To the verdant island of rarefied sheen |
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The far-distant strand of golden desire |
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Amber light enwrapped in a mantle of green |
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They will not come back from the pearly twilight, |
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A beckoning flash, tantalising farewell |
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But the vision has not gone away |
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Because to them immortality bowed |
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And the dead that live are sung in the lay |
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That takes wing in an amethyst cloud |
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Soaring high when the evensong has passed, |
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Shining through age-old extents of dejection, |
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Staying still, like the lingering reflection |
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Of the ancient music that was hushed |
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That was hushed |
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So your tree will grow, and it will not die |
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Rooted in the earth, reaching to the sky |
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Higher than your hope, never to subside |
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DIOR AND THE RE-CONQUEST OF DORIATH |
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Their heir is shaken from his reverie, |
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From the green paradise where he was born |
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Clangours of combat break into his dream |
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With the shrill bidding of the battle horn |
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So your tree will grow, and it will not die |
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Rooted in the earth, reaching to the sky |
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Higher than your hope, never to subside |
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A new breed of kings coming to abide |
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See, the hordes are arriving |
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They are laden with treasure |
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Gear of war on their shoulders |
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Red revenge without measure |
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See the son and the father |
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On the dwarves they are falling |
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See the jewel retaken |
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Amid wrestle and squalling |
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A new sovereign has risen |
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The high spirit alighted |
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On the child of three races |
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Now forever united |
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THE NAUGLAMIR |
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Hasten your step |
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Because autumn nights are dark |
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And rooks fly fast |
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In sundown’s dying spark |
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From Ossiriand |
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You, herald of majesty |
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Gallop along |
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With the speed of fatality |
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On him the ardent necklace sits, |
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The glory of the threefold race |
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It was a spectacle of force |
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A dwelling where resplendence housed |
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A premonition of more wars |
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Before the Gods’ anger was roused |
