Of Orcs And Elves Lyrics - Singles - Battlelore

Light seems fair and proud 

First borns noble crowd 

Open hearts uncorrupted 

Maintain eternal tranquillity 

Beast, filthy kind 

Sick soul, broken mind 

Light burns their blackened eyes 

Spoiled blood, impure heart 

See their purest forms 

Hear high minded thoughts 

Denote the total contrast of 

The race made by Morgoth 

Stretched elven bodies 

Torture pestilential 

Dark side of the distant stars 

Unnatural creation 

Ironic how they were taken 

So far from each other 

Deepest dark, merest light 

From the one and the same awakening 

Cunning was the plan of Morgoth 

Those foolish did all the work 

He came and culled the harvest 

Bred the fruits for his purpose 

Unaware folk of the stars 

Forced into wounds and dreadful scars 

To raid the lands under his summons 

Destroy the race that they once were