War night is coming,
war night of valiant warriors in shining gold,
among glades, in a misty cold.
War night is coming,
war night of sorrow and fratricide, and the Jewels call
against brothers of flesh and blood.
The greed lead us to take the ships by force,
to east we'll sail and bring the Noldor scourge.
“They sail beneath a mourning moon,
so they fall in Mandos doom.”
War night is coming,
war night, of mighty warriors fighting bold,
among blades, in a misty cold.
War night is coming,
war night of sorrow and sacrifice, and the Jewels call
against brothers of flesh and blood.
The greed lead us to take the ships by force,
to east we'll sail and bring the Noldor scourge,
The ancient lineage will be broken in this war night...
war night, war night, war night!
war will fall again on this souls graveyard
war night, war night, war night!
war is calling eastward.
war night, war night, war night!
hope will rise again from this souls graveyard
war night, war night, war night!
hope is calling eastward.
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