Under the stars, before Moon rose Feanor crossed the sea Guided by furious light Of stolen Silmarils Echo was spreading at the fiord And flame touched the sky With light of Aman in bright eyes They came! Stay strong Compress brave into fist Lead your People through bloody mist! Do not Give fury to blind yourself! Feanor! They will not dance on your grave! In darken vaults of Angband
Under Thangorodrim The mighty demon of the night arose With hellish scream! He holds a title of the Lord Of Orc-Hosts and Barlogs He wields black axe and flaming whip His name is Gothmog! Under the stars, before Moon rose Feanor crossed the sea Guided by furious light Of stolen Silmarils Echo was spreading at the fiord And flame touched the sky With light of Aman in bright eyes They died!