Antique Lyrics of Arda

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Sword, thou shalt glow in danger


Sword, thou art crafted with the means of the Noldor's kind,
The mightiest in this deed and mastery of forging we have learnt,
So that our nature is in thee in equal way, whose fashion none may mirror nor imitate,
Thou shalt thus glow in danger, for thou can sense the fell soul and its cursed nature battle.

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Whom he loatheth


He tried once, before Time and Space,
To approach her and seek for her friendship,
She declined and him rejected,
And hatred shall be between them unto the end of times.

He loatheth her and the light she beareth,
And she was the first one to fathom his very nature and the roots of the Evil in him to recognise,
Snow-white Varda his deeds shall always in Eä oppose,
And the prowess of the mightiest Power shall pierce darkness and cleanse shadows on its path.

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Will I be the same?


Will I be the same, Gandalf? Will I remain the humble soul that fancies the hearth and the warmth of my home?

Aye and nay, gentle Bilbo, for thy spirit at life shall always rejoice, yet adventure all moveth and the ways of the World make one wise about the most diverse things.

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Fiery Locks


Fiery locks wonder and borders keep safe,
For centuries the guard has been staunch and well awake,
Yet freedom she loves in equal terms and much would fain the outside wonders unearth,
For the outer wilderness her heart nourishes with passion, to fight the good cause and never to abject ones to bow.

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Honour, only this we have left


Men could suffer wounds and unspeakable pain,
Yet they are ever-resilient by nature and none of their efforts is in the end vain,
The common man loves life even in adversity, with kind company of wife, son and daughter,
And the human genre shall remain to endure, as its fate is not to pass beyond the water.

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Waves untamed and free


No wonder why the Elven kind by the swift and wavering blue of the sea is ever-moved,
It seems their nature is hailed and adores the image of what could be beyond those ways,
Ways untrodden for the most part and untamed,
Because the cursed spirit have never dared to challenge the indomitable force of the oceans, nor have they ever nourished the longing for its rule.

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Resolve of stone


The Dwarven rule of these glorious halls we shall not forsake,
Even if the grand peril will bring ruin to our doorstep,
Even if my life is to be the toll for our last noble deed,
Even if corpses and great grief will be the leavings of the upcoming clash,

This realm we have conquered with toil and grave sorrow,
A fire-breathing dragon was vanquished and slain, so that we could again the mighty furnaces light,
And a Dwarven king paid the quest with his own life,
But friendship he had found again and the monsters of his mind were forever gone for good.

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My Kingdom


Eä to me sole hath been in faith entrusted,
I shall fulfil the oath and the Plan of the Almighty defend by all means,
For malice the bright Ainur hath followed in this world of matter,
And we thus must safeguard the precious being of these halls and permit our prowess to mould what still needeth be shaped.

The mightiest of my kind to me only shall respond, and any decree and deed is my will and my will shall reflect.

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Jubilation and success


The fruit of one's labour and much strife,
Efforts poured in grand fatigue and strenuous the process as never before,
Yet endeavour might be eventually rewarded by facts and good results,
For never has a saying been truer than the common man's knowledge: no matter how tough and hard, the way opens when will is up, to move even the mightiest mountain and the sundering waves to calm.

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The Vessel of Hope


Thou hast come in the darkest of the days,
Whose bloody toll ill and terrible for the Good was,
Great fire and ruin was cast against the Holy Host,
Yet a bright Star pierced the fog of doubts and burst with sacred light kindle valour another time.

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The Pilgrim and the peak


The sharpness of the peak he crossed with resolve,
A task he was given by the Lady who does not die,
For an enquiry into the remnants of an old grudge,
To visit the tomb of the bane of the North, for riddles demand knowledge and must be solved.

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The den of obscure hunger


Dark den of gruesome kind,
In terror it is known by evil and good mind,
Hideous the creature that there dwells and her hunger never ceases,
She is the offspring of whom in Arda once spread of darkness the malicious seeds.

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Roots, leaves and raging branches


The fallen Istar deemed his rule not questionable and triumphant all the time,
The unpardonable crime of joining the Enemy and betraying the Light,
To build industry and machinery from the arising ashes of crafting, neglecting the love for life and the green that lives from the old days of the World,
Yet the antique roots and branches that guard the forest turned out to be the ruin of the wizard's design, as he dared too much and the wrath of ancient forces mindlessly he caused.

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They have sworn, and not so lightly


Why couldn't the kin of Fëanáro just call off the hunt?
Why wouldn't they renounce vengeance, which hitherto only pain hath given?

They may not, for theirs was an oath that never broken shall be,
It is written in the book of fate, that always the Jewels are their imperative goal, albeit strife and grief for of Arda the whole.

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The Rebirth of Hope


In need and fear, the fell mind always tries to come back,
To return in the World which it seeks to dominate,
Beware, evil soul, for the Good its hopes nourishes too,
And new saviours come for the rescue of all mankind, in sacrifice and fatigue, to make the legend and end the menace.