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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 kings would mount before men had not yet named a chieftain, the black mare now them in restless flight across the Southland Dales"]

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

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

into far away
and to lands
and here by my
she ride there with me
To the home of her

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

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

into far away
and to lands
and here by my
she will ride with me
To the home of her

Mrck]

[Solo:

Ghostly specters, faded that gone before
the passage through the river to the northern shore
Something dwells the dark I sense we're not alone
though I know it cannot pass beyond the stones

the break of fall we stand before the sacred realm
where her dwell
we camp in crumbling temples by the raging ford
light our way

Journey into far
and to lands
and here by my
she will ride there me
the queen of her kind