Текст (слова) песни: Battlelore - The War Of Wrath
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 The War of Wrath is to become
Centuries of forlorn fight Last hope, the aid divine Guardian of the world Gods of justice and light Came and defeated the one The master of disharmony
All ablaze by the glory of their arms Swell of the trumpets filled the sky Morgoth banished from the Middle-earth His reign, never shall rise again
In the Elder Days Morgoth`s realm in Northern Waste Only ruin from the ancient times By the battle of the Gods
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