Night Fell Behind
Summoning
Then mount! Then mount, brave gallants all
And don your helms amain
Death's couriers, Fame and Honor, call
Calling to the field again
No shrewish tears shall fill our eyes
When the sword-hilt's in our hand
Heart-whole we'll part and no whit sigh
For the fairest of land!
Let piping swain and craven wight
Thus weep and puling cry
Thus weep and puling cry
Our business is like men to fight
And hero-like to die
And hero-like to die
Let piping swain and craven wight
Thus weep and puling cry
Thus weep and puling cry
Our business is like men to fight
And hero-like to die
And hero-like to die
No shrewish tears shall fill our eyes
When the sword-hilt's in our hand
Heart-whole we'll part and no whit sigh
For the fairest of land!
Let piping swain and craven wight
Thus weep and puling cry
Thus weep and puling cry
Our business is like men to fight
And hero-like to die
And hero-like to die
Afinador en línea
- Long Lost To Where No Pathway Goes
- Lugburz
- Marching Homewards
- The Passing Of The Grey Company
- Across The Streaming Tide
- Beleriand
- Beyond Bloodred Horizons
- Farewell
- Flight Of The Nazgul
- Morthond
- Soul Wandering
- The Glory Disappears
- The Legend Of The Master-ring
- Through The Forest Of Dol Guldur
- Ungolianth
- Where Winters Forever Cry
- A Distant Flame Before The Sun
- A New Power Is Rising
- Angbands Schmieden
- Arcenstone
