Oath Bound  2006

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Across The Streaming Tide

In autumn when wind and the sea
Rejoice to live and laught to be
And scarce the blast the curbs and the tree
And bids before it quail and flee

In winter when years when the years burn low
As fire wherein no firebrands glow
And winds disvel as they blow
The stormy wings of snow

[Refrain]

The hearts of western elves burn bright
With joy that mocks the spring
To hear all heaven's keen clarions ring
Music that bids the sprit sing

And wind by night in northern lands
Arose, and lord it cried
And drove the ships from ancient strands
Across the streaming tide

Mirdautas Vras

Brus-kuluz taurzur b鹯zu tiil-ob
Hush-ob dhurum agh ufum dhurum
Tor Vautu brus-troguz
Urgai-u gukh d鹠p agh tiimor

Talaan-u r鹝-ir tor ur鹝
Nauru-ir agh kragoru n鹯su grish鹯z
Nork-ulu furtun agh goth
Mordor-ob bot-tuk

Ghaash agh ak鹟 - Nazg鹟 skoiz
Mirdautas vras!
Karn ghaamp agh n鹴
Shaut Manwe quiinubat gukh

[Translation:]

A Good Day To Kill

Dark have been my dreams of late
Of secret doubt and secret fear
A thousand years have passed away
To lay down doom and terror

To north ride on, a thousand orcs
On wolves with giant bloody fangs
They take the storm and power
Of Mordor through the world

They hold up high my ragged bannners
Still victory is not at hand
I shall fail no longer
Middleearth - My land!

Fire and Ice, the Nazg鹟 fly
It is a good day to kill!
(Painted) red is Earth and sky
Even Manwe will bow down

When last the day arrives,
Where Morgoths Hammer smashes down
On the age of elves and day of man
At the return of darkness and evil

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

Beleriand

To north, to north there lay the land of dread
Dungorthin, where all ways were dead
In hills, in hills of shadow bleak and cold
Beyond was deadly nighshades hold

To south, to south the wide earth unexplored
To west, to west the ancient ocean roared
To east, to east in peaks of blue were piled
The mountains of the outer world.

[Refrain]

Unsailed and shoreless, wide and wild
To east in peaks of blue were piled
In silence folded, mist enfurled
The mountains of the outer world

Bejond the tangled, woodland shade
Thorn and thicket grove and glade
Whose brooding boughs with magic hung
Were ancient when the world was young

Northward

The wind is cold and heavy
And storms are in the sky
Our path across the nordland
Goes higher and more high

To left the sea we came from
To right the white hills with no tree.
The wind is growing colder
And shivering are we.

We drag with stiffening fingers
Our swords and up the hill
The path is steep and tangled
But leades to battles still

[Refrain]

Farewell now mountain vale and plain
Farewell now wind and frost and rain
And mist and cloud and heavens air
Ye star and moon so blinding fair.

Farewell now blade and bloom and grass
That see the changing season pass
Farewell sweet earth and northern sky
Forever blessed but here we die.

Menegroth

A king there was in days of the old
Ere men yet walked upon the mould
His power was reared in caverns shade
His hand was over glen and glade

His shields were shining as the moon
His lances keen of steel were hewn
Of silver grey his crown was wrought
The starlight in his banners caught

[Refrain]

And silver thrilled his trumpets long
Beneath the stars in challenge strong
Enchantment did his realm enfold
Where might and glory wealth untold

Land Of The Dead

Where forest stream went through the wood
And silent all the stens there stood
Of tall trees, moveless, hanging dark
With mottled shadows on on their bark

As faint as deepest sleeper's breath
An echo came as cold as death
Long are the paths, of shadow made
Where no foot's print is ever laid

[Refrain]

No moon is there, no voice, no sound
Of beating heart; a sigh profound

Once in each age as each age dies
Alone is heard. Far, far it lies,

The Land of Waiting where the Dead sit,
In their thought's shadow, by no moon lit

[Choir]

Upon the plain, there rushed forth and high
Shadows at the dead of night and mirrored in the skies

Far far away beyong might of day
And there lay the land of dead of mortal cold decay

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