Summoning
Album • 1995
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Cold be hand and heart and bone, and cold be sleep under stone: never more to wake on stony bed, never, till the sun fails and the moon is dead. In the black wind the stars shall die, and still on gold here let them lie, till the dark lord lifts his hand over dead sea and withered land When the winter first begins to bite and stones crack in the frosty night, when pools are black and trees are bare, it is evil in the wild to fare. To lay down my will upon the Land, Lugburz No sound disturbs this place of blackened souls This winter walls of stone and ice behold thy might Again I'm kneeling down to hear these strange tunes of war Night, oh beloved night, your wisdom floats into my mind and forms my thoughts of Middle-Earth to build up a new mighty empire
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We heard horns in hills ringing The swords shining in South-kingdom Steeds went striding to the Stoningland As winds in morning. War was kindled. Drowning in dark waters, meres of Morthond under mountain shadows Death in the morining and at day's ending Lords took and lowly. Long now they sleep. Grey now as tears, gleaming silver, red then it rolled roaring water foam dyed with blood, flamed at sunset, as bacon mountains burned at evening
Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025
Here beside me,under endless howling winds my dying race is wandering homewards, Led by an old man to shores.that don't exist, just emptiness remains... On and on goes our march gruesome as the light of sun,cold as winds that hide in me Hour after hour, day after day my lullaby is turning and falls gently on this sleeping land like a hawk trembling of hunger and like a burning source... Two years have passed and still my race is wandering through foreign shores... homewards.... My soul is now formed as a knife forwards the heart of your heaven. And so I die... Still my folk keeps on marching... homewards...
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025
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In the year 455 it began, the battle of rapid fire. Announced threw flames, more deadly then the third battle. Streams of fire flowing out of Thangorodrin and burned Ardgalen And with the flame a see of orcs arived, and balorgs and glaurung the dragon. Having received all his might now Dor Thonion broke down first under this onset Angrod and aegnor where killed and their folk enslaved. The riders of maglor where sacrifices of the flames. On the planes of Lothlann victory on our side the triumph of Morgoth.
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025
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Three rings for the elven kings under the sky Seven for the dwarf lords in their halls of stone Nine for mortal men domed to die. One for the Dark Lord and his dark throne. In the land of Mordor where the shadows lie. One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them one ring to bring them all, and in the darkness bind them. In the land of Mordor where the shadows lie. The earth was trembling by clovn hooves and no stars shined in that night forseen the Morgul road was hidden by clowds of doom and trembled again by the outburst of darkness. Ten thousand orks and trolls, paralyzed with fear of the Nazgûl king.
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025
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