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 Hitblums walls they saw the fire, the steam and smoke in spire on spire, leap up till confusion vast, the stars were choked and so it past, their trumpets sang both long and loud and challenge rang unto the cloud, that lay on Morgoth’s northern tower while Morgoth waits for his hour, 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 Hitblums walls they saw the fire, the steam and smoke in spire on spire, leap up till confusion vast, the stars were choked and so it past, might and glory flaming for changing dawn ancient power revealed of an iron crown, clear and cold shining so far and bright, crush the world in one clash of your binding light, might and glory flaming for changing dawn ancient power revealed of an iron crown, clear and cold shining so far and bright, crush the world in one clash of your binding light, -Slade
Posted on: Wed, 26 Jun 2013 05:59:43 +0000
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