Over the land there lies the long shadow.
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Westward reaching wings of darkness;
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The Tower trembles to the tombs of kings
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The doom approaches the Dead awaken;
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For the hour is come for the oathbreakers
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At the stone of Erech they shall stand again
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Hear there horn in hills enchants
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Who shall call them
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From grey twilight
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Forgotten ones?
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Out of doubt, out of dark
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Hope rekindles, and hope in end
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Over death, over dread
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Over doom lifted
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Out of loss, out of life
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And out of doubt, out of dark
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Over death, over dread
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Out of loss,
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Unto a long glory...
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The heir of him to whom the oath they swore
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From the North he shall come
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And he shall pass the door
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To the Paths of the Dead
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Mourn not overmuch - mighty was the fallen
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And war now calls us!
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And hear there horn in hills ringing
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Who shall call them
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from grey twilight
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Unto A Long Glory...
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| Summoning |
