| Song | The Black Mare |
| Artist | Dragonland |
| Album | Under the Grey Banner |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Crack of thunder, sound of rain across the endless fields | |
| as we speed towards the night upon a steed that never yields | |
| Black as the night, swift as the wind and eyes of emerald green | |
| In restless flight our journey takes us further east | |
| The seventh day we reach the west trail | |
| through the Nethermoor | |
| guides us through the mist | |
| Across the river past the grey stones of | |
| Ne'anthor, stars shine our way | |
| Journey into far away | |
| and to forgotten lands | |
| and here by my side | |
| she will ride there with me | |
| To the home of her kind | |
| I see creatures from old stories I thought make believe | |
| Crawling in the shades with thousand eyes they gaze upon me | |
| She lifts her head up like she senses unseen enemies | |
| In the black of night a shadow watches over me | |
| On the second moon we set out east for Val'inthor | |
| Where her kindred dwell | |
| We pass the mighty ruined citadels of ancient lore | |
| The moon lights our way | |
| Journey into far away | |
| and to forgotten lands | |
| and here by my side | |
| she will ride there with me | |
| To the home of her kind | |
| [Solo: Mörck] | |
| [Solo: Holmlid] | |
| Ghostly specters, faded wanderers that gone before | |
| reveals the passage through the river to the northern shore | |
| Something dwells within the dark I sense we're not alone | |
| though I know it cannot pass beyond the warding stones | |
| before the break of fall we stand before the sacred realm | |
| where her kindred dwell | |
| we make camp in crumbling temples by the raging ford | |
| light shine our way | |
| Journey into far away | |
| and to forgotten lands | |
| and here by my side | |
| she will ride there with me | |
| She's the queen of her kind |
| Crack of thunder, sound of rain across the endless fields | |
| as we speed towards the night upon a steed that never yields | |
| Black as the night, swift as the wind and eyes of emerald green | |
| In restless flight our journey takes us further east | |
| The seventh day we reach the west trail | |
| through the Nethermoor | |
| guides us through the mist | |
| Across the river past the grey stones of | |
| Ne' anthor, stars shine our way | |
| Journey into far away | |
| and to forgotten lands | |
| and here by my side | |
| she will ride there with me | |
| To the home of her kind | |
| I see creatures from old stories I thought make believe | |
| Crawling in the shades with thousand eyes they gaze upon me | |
| She lifts her head up like she senses unseen enemies | |
| In the black of night a shadow watches over me | |
| On the second moon we set out east for Val' inthor | |
| Where her kindred dwell | |
| We pass the mighty ruined citadels of ancient lore | |
| The moon lights our way | |
| Journey into far away | |
| and to forgotten lands | |
| and here by my side | |
| she will ride there with me | |
| To the home of her kind | |
| Solo: M rck | |
| Solo: Holmlid | |
| Ghostly specters, faded wanderers that gone before | |
| reveals the passage through the river to the northern shore | |
| Something dwells within the dark I sense we' re not alone | |
| though I know it cannot pass beyond the warding stones | |
| before the break of fall we stand before the sacred realm | |
| where her kindred dwell | |
| we make camp in crumbling temples by the raging ford | |
| light shine our way | |
| Journey into far away | |
| and to forgotten lands | |
| and here by my side | |
| she will ride there with me | |
| She' s the queen of her kind |
| Crack of thunder, sound of rain across the endless fields | |
| as we speed towards the night upon a steed that never yields | |
| Black as the night, swift as the wind and eyes of emerald green | |
| In restless flight our journey takes us further east | |
| The seventh day we reach the west trail | |
| through the Nethermoor | |
| guides us through the mist | |
| Across the river past the grey stones of | |
| Ne' anthor, stars shine our way | |
| Journey into far away | |
| and to forgotten lands | |
| and here by my side | |
| she will ride there with me | |
| To the home of her kind | |
| I see creatures from old stories I thought make believe | |
| Crawling in the shades with thousand eyes they gaze upon me | |
| She lifts her head up like she senses unseen enemies | |
| In the black of night a shadow watches over me | |
| On the second moon we set out east for Val' inthor | |
| Where her kindred dwell | |
| We pass the mighty ruined citadels of ancient lore | |
| The moon lights our way | |
| Journey into far away | |
| and to forgotten lands | |
| and here by my side | |
| she will ride there with me | |
| To the home of her kind | |
| Solo: M rck | |
| Solo: Holmlid | |
| Ghostly specters, faded wanderers that gone before | |
| reveals the passage through the river to the northern shore | |
| Something dwells within the dark I sense we' re not alone | |
| though I know it cannot pass beyond the warding stones | |
| before the break of fall we stand before the sacred realm | |
| where her kindred dwell | |
| we make camp in crumbling temples by the raging ford | |
| light shine our way | |
| Journey into far away | |
| and to forgotten lands | |
| and here by my side | |
| she will ride there with me | |
| She' s the queen of her kind |