The northern winds. Of baneful colds. Forever night. Of northern lights. . In the Elder Days. Morgoth's realm in Northern Waste. Great threat to Arda's child.
From the Anduin vales. Strongmen from the woods. Spirit of the nature. One part of their essence. . Hate against the orcs. Running in their veins. The anger that grows.
The Grey Wizard, Mala Olorin. Who has born in Timeless Halls. From the first race of Iluvatar. Spirit older than the world itself. . Humble servant of valar.
Green shades of the elven wood. Covers her face so pale. Those eyes like a stars in the night. Her hair like a golden flame. Gods of wisdom and fortune.
[Bonus track]. . Once great kings of the Secondborn. Cheated their faith with the Rings of Sauron. Nine for mortal men. Turned them into the shadows of immortal.
Two thousand years ago there came a man. A man who was hated and loved, worshiped and killed. But what was this man all about and what did he do?. What made him different and why did his name live on too?.
Good evening to all of you. Well we hope you'll enjoy the show. Tonight the music belongs. To those of you who can rock and roll. . We came to play, this is your day, so get excited.
See the fire of a burning rage. Teach a class full of kids to hate. Pledge allegiance to an unknown cause. A fight they know nothing of, no. . No. . Terrorist child, if you only knew.
The Howls And The Barks And The Growls. Of The Wolf. The Howls And The Barks And The Growls. Of The Wolfs. . The Might And The Dark And It's Safe. The Herd Of The Wolves Gathers.
Dread the end of summer. On the blackest of all nights,. The feast of samhains waking. In the mist of pagan rites.. The sunlight now is waning. As the undead walk the land..
"In most of processes. In the grimoires. Demons are subordinate. To the magician. Or can be. Subordinated. But there is another. Group of rituals. In which the force of evil.
the darkness has landed. a moon on the sky. dark coven gathered. for the nocturnal rite. a cloak on his shoulders. bell and dirk in his hands. high priest of the ritual.
I'm the blasphemer - by infernal fire. I'm the blasphemer - by infernal hate. I'm the blasphemer - by inferno's fire. I'm the blasphemer - by infernal wrath.
kill yourself all by yourself. your eyes cried dry and you've gained nothing. hearts in shreds your own knife. refuse to escape your self made torture.
the past is never, so far they won't still come back. burning and hating and biding their time. until they find their weakness. they've waited and their time has come at last.
(The Legend Of The Battle Of Blackhelm Vale). . THE CHRONICLES OF WAR:. ???. . THE WAR TESTAMENT OF CAYLEN-TOR. (ON THE NIGHT OF THE BLOODYING OF SWORDS):.
[The contemplations of Joachim Blokk:]. . As my sword drips black now with the unclean blood of another slain fiend, it. occurs to me that history will most probably record me a fanatic... as for.
From a time beyond time, we come. We, who once crested the waves of the great astral sea. And who now must strive again for the domination of the stars.
ZURRA:. The Callisto shard denied me!. I have been cast across the myriad intersecting tendrils. of the great web of space and time.... And now, I gaze once more upon the orb azure!.
[ALTARUS:] Gaze deep into the mists with your spirit-eyes, Xerxes... look far,. and tell me what you see.. [XERXES:] I see a land far to the north... a vast empire of dark endless moors.