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DOL AMROTH LYRICS
"I am the Enemy" (2003)
1. War was kindled
2. I am the enemy
3. Dragonire
4. Captains of the west
5. Nazgul on the wing
6. The armies of Isengard
7. Where in honour the elvenking wars
8. Knights of Dol Amroth
9. Under the banner of the raven
10. Imperium nostrum
11. Eyes that fire and sword have seen
12. Exiled
1. War was kindled
(Overture)
2. I am the enemy
Die down you fucking cunt!
I am pestilence, famine, death – I am war,
Paradise set ablaze, are you high on the smoke?
I am what you killed, what you hate, fear to feel,
In torment and in Hell twin bright eyes me condemn!
I am the Moonchild come to harm in your arms,
Fuck me raw, ditch me cold – Lucifer share my fall!
I am what you sealed in a grave long ago,
Purple versed, soon undressed, quoth the whore: Nevermore!
Behold! I am the enemy within,
I bring the wrath of three black Erinnyes!
Behold! I am the enemy within,
I bring a storm, the annihilation of your fucking race!
I am one more cunt crawling up Golgotha,
Christ-like, crucified by the kiss you bequeath!
I am what you cast in the mire for the swine,
Let them feast, tear and slay – you don’t care anyway!
I am damned to ghost wherein now dreams do rot,
Promised lies is your game, cruelty wins the day!
I am what begot suicide of the heart
In the end love is dead – good riddance to the slut!
Behold! I am the enemy within,
I bring the wrath of three black Erinnyes!
Behold! I am the enemy within,
I bring a storm, the annihilation of your fucking race!
3. Dragonire
Riding in the sunset with my dragon, I bring you war:
Dub me the deceiver, scourge of Heaven – I’m the Morning Star!
Father of the cursed and betrayed suffering mankind…
Blood of fallen angels sworn to Satan – I defy the Throne!
Dragonire! Dragonire!
Terror strikes the cowering Seraphi!
Dragonire! Dragonire!
Burning down a stronghold in the sky!
Dragonire! Dragonire!
Crucify anon your fucking Christ!
Dragonire! Dragonire!
Kiss my lips and fall with me from Grace!
Riding through the storm-clouds with my dragon, I bring you woe:
Dub me lord of demons, scourge of Heaven – I’m the Morning Star!
Ruler of the power and the fury within worming man…
Blood of fallen angels sworn to Satan – I usurp the Throne!
Dragonire! Dragonire!
Terror strikes the cowering Seraphi!
Dragonire! Dragonire!
Burning down a stronghold in the sky!
Dragonire! Dragonire!
Crucify anon your fucking Christ!
Dragonire! Dragonire!
Kiss my lips and fall with me from Grace!
4. Captains of the west
Lo! The valiant Captains of the West
Riding underneath Gondor’s silver crest!
Lo! Their gleaming swords drawn to taste orc blood
In the clash of arms with thunderous wrath!
Lo! The valiant Captains of the West
underneath Gondor’s silver crest!
From the tower of guard marching on steadfast
Against the legions of the Evil Eye!
Sound the horns of war
Captains of the West!
For wrath and ruin march
Captains of the West!
Blood-oath sealed by steel,
Hail unto thee kin of Numenor!
Now return to us King beyond the sea
Son of Arathorn crowned as of old!
Honor’s trumpets call unto glories long
In the embrace of war heroes to be born!
Now return to us King beyond the sea
Son of Arathorn crowned as of old!
Sword-song in the wind stirs a storm of steel
And the chalice fills wine of victory!
Sound the horns of war
Captains of the West!
For wrath and ruin march
Captains of the West!
Blood-oath sealed by steel,
Hail unto thee kin of Numenor!
5. Nazgul on the wing
See the Black Sun rise, Nazgul in the sky,
Sent from Barad-dur to claim back the Ring!
See the Wraiths ride on the wings of night,
Dawn impaled upon their nine black swords!
Nazgul on the wing – fiends come to kill!
“Host of death, dark hordes under moonlight marching on…
Seas of blood, mounds of corpses piled to touch the sky…
Fell knights ride trampling down the countenance of dawn…
All hail the Witch-King and his dynasty of scourge!”
Riding overhead shadows rend the air,
Etched against a Moon struck sick and pale with grief!
Riding dragon steeds, screaming words of death,
Nazgul reign on high and bless the slaughter-fall!
Nazgul on the wing – fiends come to kill!
6. The armies of Isengard
7. Where in honour the elvenking wars
The scythe of woe sweeping across
In the land of Fingolfin;
Riding alone into the night
The King is loyal to his oath!
Storming on fast, storming with wrath,
To the gates of iron shod:
The Elvenking will sound his horn
When the clash of honor calls!
Wind in his hair, fair in despair
The flame of challenge burning in his eyes!
Underneath the star of doom
Shines deadly the sword of the Elvenking!
“Thus he came alone to Angband’s gates, and he sounded his horn and smote once more upon the brazen doors, and challenged Morgoth to come forth to single combat. And Morgoth came.”
Lamenting wind haunting the North
In the tone of battling steel;
Dueling on thunderous peaks
Might of Morgoth is unleashed!
Grond pounds again, shatters the shield,
Noble blood in rivers spilled:
Fingolfin falls down in defeat
Broken ‘neath his enemy!
Wind in his hair, fair in despair
The flame of challenge burning in his eyes!
Underneath the star of doom
Shines deadly the sword of the Elvenking!
8. Knights of Dol Amroth
Splendid legions are advancing
Forth to sow the seed of war;
Banners bright, their standard high,
Thousand gleaming swords are drawn:
“Sound the charge and blow the horn,
Clarion call – our foes shall fall!”
Red of hand the knights of Dol Amroth
Challenge again the Master of the Wind;
Silver ships of the royal armada
Bearing high the token of the Swan:
“Then our enemies cower in fear,
‘Ere the dawn we’ll put them to the sword!”
9. Under the banner of the raven
Arise black Ravens, take to the wing and fly
Smite all the cravens, rip out their fucking eyes!
Honor before fear and death before dishonor
Under the banner of the Raven-God!
Thor, lord of Thunder, pound thy sacred hammer
Clash with the Serpent deep in the caves of Midgard!
Give us your power, your strength to fight
Under the banner of the Raven-God!
Arise black Ravens, take to the wing and fly
Smite all the cravens, rip out their fucking eyes!
Honor before fear and death before dishonor
Under the banner of the Raven-God!
Atop the mountain where roaring thunder strikes
I stand alone wreathed in the pale moonlight!
My song is calling to fallen heroes
Under the banner of the Raven God!
10. Imperium nostrum
“In the year 1453, the doubled-headed eagle fell wounded from the sky and the last Emperor did wage a desperate battle against the hordes of the Turkish rubble… Hearken now pilgrim, for this is the tale of our noble, final stand!”
O brothers brandish high the sword of war,
And the eagle of the royal pride of Rome!
With stars of hope erased we stand betrayed,
Arrows screaming – fire burns the sky above!
We ride astride the tide of slaughter-fall,
We fear no man – send them back where they belong!
Their heads displayed upon our shining spears,
And the worthless Turkish blood shall flood the streams!
Slay the fucking Muslims…
O brothers stand and fight with heart and sword,
In defiance of the cursed crescent moon!
Baptized in fire, dubbed by steel,
Strike them like the handsome iron face of death!
Behold! The end is nigh; we have to die,
Yet our legend will live on forevermore!
So come and die with us, die on the field,
Die in honor – shed your blood for the Empire!
“Though defeated and wan, we never forget, we never forgive… Upon the grave of the Empire stained with the blood of my people, I now swear this: The day shall break in terrible wrath when we honor at last the oath of revenge!”
11. Eyes that fire and sword have seen
Roads go ever on and on
Through forest silent
And Wilderland alone
We seek the path that leads
To daylight and hope
Back to the hills of home!
Rain and snow and wintry winds
Rage and there is no inn
No shelter from the storm
We seek the path that leads
Where May flowers spring
Back to the hills of home!
Eyes that fire and sword have seen
And horror in the halls of stone
Look at last on meadows green
And trees and hills they long have known!
Roads go ever on and on
Far over mountains tall
Lost on the darkest road
We seek the path that leads
Where merry songs resound
Back to the hills of home!
There is sadness in our eyes
Our hearts belong to none
This distant land we walk
We seek the path that leads
Where dances my love
Back to the hills of home!
Eyes that fire and sword have seen
And horror in the halls of stone
Look at last on meadows green
And trees and hills they long have known!
12. Exiled
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