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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 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 across the endless
as we speed towards the night upon a steed that yields
Black as the night, swift as the wind and of emerald green
In restless our journey takes us further east

The seventh day we reach the west
through the
guides us the mist
Across the river past the grey of
Ne'anthor, stars our way

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

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

On the second we set out east for Val'inthor
her kindred dwell
We the mighty ruined citadels of ancient lore
The lights our way

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

[Solo:

Holmlid]

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

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

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