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The Mountain is breathing again |
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The fires are awoken |
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Like a bleeding wound |
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It weakens our strength |
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The Fallen One has returned |
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With the lords of the Unlight |
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Long is his arm over our lands |
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Cloaking the eyes of our brothers |
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To get us lost in the dark |
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Tight is the grip of his hand |
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It is time at last |
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To counsel together in faith |
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To bound the spear |
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and the shining sword |
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The hour is late |
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It is time at last |
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To march to the Battle Plain |
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To stand together until the end |
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Last Alliance of Men and Elves |
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Men of Elendil |
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Elves of Gil-galad |
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Dwarves of Durin |
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The Last Alliance |
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The great gathering |
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the host of the ages |
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Might of the elves |
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and the wrath of men |
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Led by the fierce undying legends |
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Snow Point and Fire, |
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and White Light |
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The great gathering |
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the host of the ages |
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Surpassed the demise |
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But only the greed |
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in the heart of men |
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Left the evil alive |
