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["After spending a night among cheerful song and 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 carried them in restless flight across the Southland Dales"]

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

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

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

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

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

Journey into far
and to lands
and by my side
she will ride with me
To the of her kind

Mrck]

[Solo:

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

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

Journey into far
and to forgotten
and here by my
she will there with me
She's the queen of her