Might and Glory

Rivers of fire at dead of night

in winter lying cold and white

upon the plain burst forth, and high.

the red was mirrored in the sky.

From Hitblum's walls they saw the fire,

the steam and smoke in spire on spire

leap up, till in confusion vast

the stars were choked. And so it past

Refrain

There trumpets sang both long and loud,

and challenge rang unto the cloud

that lay on Morgoth's northem tower,

while Morgoth waits for his hour.

Choir

Might and glory flaming for changing dawn

Ancient power revealed of an iron crown

Clear and cold and shining so far and bright

Crush the world in one clash of your binding light