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Walküre:
The reign of terror


In great snare and sudden wars the Rings were in his dark hands,
Elves were suffering the expiation of their sin, for to deceiving words and sham counsel their ears had listened,
The Dark Lord was free and boundless to chain Middle-earth,
And Men of the continent dreaded him in utmost desperation and him their king they had named.

Walküre:
The valiant sacrifice


Valiant and undaunted the immense toll,
Of whom had opted to fight for the sake of the just kind,
The brave Champion and supreme King the unthinkable did,
As he faced the one-time mightiest of the Powers and the terrible blow of the Enemy's hammer.

He shall live in legends and tale, undefeated the spirit and unconquerable in glory the valour.

Walküre:
The uncanny presence


It is always not of this world and in fantasy uplifted,
What is touched by magic and has its being bewitched,
Easy or hard to tell, one ought not to indulge unto late times,
As a presence, uncanny and often mighty, is lively somewhere and of that you must be aware.

Walküre:
Nay, thou wilt not be given it


I, pride monarch and lord of the Five-pointed Star,
I demand an answer and to receive favourable responses I much long,
For the never-ending life we desire as well, and certainly we wouldn't think ill of our friends beyond the sacred limits,
Yet silence from Valinor seems to be now the norm,

Nay, King of Men, thou wilt not be given the privilege, as immortal life is deep in the nature of the Elven kind, as at the Beginning it was decreed, and naught reality in some ways might change.

Walküre:
Swift and ruthless


Wrath and terrible grudge,
The Dark Lord defeat had not expected,
But truth disclosed its course to him in the worst of the manners,
As his pawn was vanquished by the endurance of the People of the Heath, and the Shepherds of trees the antique stronghold of Men eventually reclaimed.

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