Seokthih

Tread wary, for I’ve seen before How heroes came within these walls; They stood before my ancient door And never knew they will be mauled… So self-assured they said the words, So Doors of Durin came to life; Both simple travelers and lords Were walking on the blade of knife… In ancient rooms, in darkest gloom Your steps will echo in tenfold; In flames from hell you’ll see your doom Instead of hordes of gleaming gold… The dungeons hide so many things And perilous will be your trip, As demon on his blackened wings Will surely loosen your life’s grip… Just run away, you mindless fool, To save your li

There is a chapel on a cliff, Eternal clock counts time; A guardian from nomads’ myth – His armor like moon shines… The sentinel with sword and shield He’s gazing into night, A memory of battlefield He’s hiding in twilight… An oath is curse, but it’s his fate To stay here bound to place, Consumed by guilt, with none to hate For his life went to waste. His friends are gone, his mind is lost And only faith remains That day shall come, he longs the most When he’ll be free again. The chapel walls are harsh and cold And wind brings no good news… The sentinel has now lost hold Of vivid lies

Who's riding through darkest, coldest night With allies - storms and flood? The Wraith of Wrath, the Ghosts of Knights Their blades are stained with blood... Cruel, tortured souls hide in moonlight They want to find their prey... Essence of madness, rage and might There's one lord they obey...

My name was sung in howl of savage storm And spoken in the rustle of green leaves; The mortals never came to silver misty shore That lies behind the solemn wall of trees… You wish to find me? Then go on and try, For mountains white like snow shall rise in rocky path… My healing waters shan’t be touched by hand of thine, Afraid be mortal of my endless wrath! I will be cruel like a ferocious sea – How dare you enter sacred lands of mine!? Your spirit will be wailing in its endless grief, You will be lost until the end of times… But if your thoughts are nothing but the faith And heart is free from evil, hate and

Will you remember time of old And golden lonely shore That was before Akallabeth, Downfall of Numenor? The land of dawn turned to the dusk And bowed to darkened spell, For questions that should have been asked Into the silence fell... Vast powers of the Isle of Star Could conquer all the world, Though glory, fame which spread so far Could not resist a word... You couldn't think that you'd obey, But lie did well its part; We know that our life is game, But this turned out hard... Now broken, fallen like a knight Who can't make final stand: Your world became eternal night, For there's no dawn for land. Now only water flows through here An