Song Of Durin' - Re orchestrated by Eurielle lyrics

A King there was on throne engraved,

In great halls of colonnades,

With roof of gold and argent floor,

And mighty runes along the door.

The brightest light of moon and star

In crystal lamps shines through the dark,

Unshadowed by the veil of night

They burned eternal shimmering white.

The skies are bleak, the hills are aged,

The forges flames have died away;

No songs are sung, no blade is cast,

In Durin's halls the evil lasts!

The darkness hangs over his tomb

Beneath the mountain in the gloom,

But e'er the fallen stars glow freer

In cool and breathless Mirrormere;

There rests his crown in water clear

Till Durin returns once more from sleep.