Broken, treachery, a given promise kept
Of changing and of shifting shape
Thereby the snare was set
Revealed the truth of where his companions lay
And thus his kinsmen found their final resting place
Yet among was one
Afar, the forest bed he slept
In dream the wraith did form
Make haste, his father warn
Dark was the hour
When sorrow sang
Avenged in the night
Alone he fled from chains

Army, hunting, prized above all other men
By the Black Foe, his watchful eye ever enthroned
Ever seeking, dreadful spirits, wolf enslaved
Haunted horror, madness walked unrestrained
He came down – down from the mountain
Then he saw her

How she sang – singing her song like a nightingale
Then he loved her.
Mortal man – and elvish princess
Love undying
But the king, schemed in the night while betraying his kind
A hopeless quest to win her hand

At winter's end my song awoke the spring
Like the lark the dawn will come again
I cannot bear to live without him
I will follow into eternity.

Broken, enslaved, devoured one by one
With no hope of rescue, that beast awoke
Frigid, dying in that deep dark pit
Valley of Shadow
Hath ensnared my heart
Then out of the darkness her song aroused my soul
Calling out for me
My answer fierce and free

Flee from this curse I've doomed my love
Go while you can
Our Fates entwined
That holy jewel Bringer of doom
I cannot win this fight
Carcharoth, that savage werewolf
Hunted down
Sickened sun, embraced in shadow, the battle was fought
Jewel returned, oath paid, death wrought

Cursed be that fateful night
Wind howled and moon glowed
A ghost stirred from slumber
Lifted by the spell, alive
Devouring spirit, sudden fire
Daunted not, his jaws clenched shut
Swallowing the hand of doom
Holy light burned anguish inside

At winter's end my song awoke the spring
Like the lark the dawn will come again
I cannot bear to live without him
I'll follow into eternity.
Wandering dark halls I will sing my song
Evermore mourning what I've lost
Singing my grief to the end of time
Within the Halls of Waiting

As the starlight quenched
She bade her love to wait
Beside the western shore
Until her mournful song was met
Sorrow of the Elder and the grief of Men
Two kindreds joined as one
The Imperishable Flame