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["After spending a night among cheerful song and many a laughter at the Inn of Eamon Bayle, the Islander and the Elf woman, whose destinies were now closely entwined, set out to the east away from pursuing men and towards the glades of her people. Like a horse that great elven would mount before men had not yet named a chieftain, the black mare now carried them in restless flight across the Southland Dales"]

Crack of thunder, sound of rain the endless fields
as we speed towards the upon a steed that never yields
Black as the night, swift as the wind and eyes of green
In restless flight our takes us further east

The seventh day we the west trail
through the
guides us through the
Across the river past the stones of
Ne'anthor, shine our way

Journey far away
and to forgotten
and here by my
she will ride there me
To the home of her

I see creatures from old stories I thought make
Crawling in the shades thousand eyes they gaze upon me
She lifts her head up like she unseen enemies
In the black of night a watches over me

On the second moon we set out for Val'inthor
Where her kindred
We pass the mighty ruined of ancient lore
The moon our way

Journey far away
and to forgotten
and by my side
she will there with me
To the of her kind

Mrck]

[Solo:

Ghostly specters, faded wanderers gone before
reveals the through the river to the northern shore
Something dwells within the dark I we're not alone
though I know it cannot beyond the warding stones

before the break of fall we stand before the realm
her kindred dwell
we make camp in temples by the raging ford
light our way

into far away
and to lands
and by my side
she will ride there me
She's the of her kind