Song of the Iyanden - House of Arienal
Far beyond our darkest moment’s skies,
leave us standing upon the height.
What was before, we see once more,
Is our craftworld a distant light?
Tortured wraithbone beneath our dome.
The words unspoken, we’ll be there soon.
For home a song that echoes on
And all who find us will know the tune.
Some folk we never forget,
Some kind we never forgive.
Haven’t seen the back of us yet,
We’ll fight as long as we live.
All eyes on the hidden door,
To the lonely craftworld borne.
We’ll ride in the gathering storm,
Until we save our long forsaken home.
We lay under the blackened wraithbone cold,
In slumbers deep with dreams of old.
We must awake, our lives to make
And in the darkness a torch we hold.
From long ago when lanterns burned,
Until this day our hearts have yearned,
A fate reforged, the Song of Hope.
What was stolen must be returned.
We must awake and meet the day,
To find our song for heart and soul.
Some folk we never forget,
Some kind we never forgive.
Haven’t seen the end of it yet,
We’ll fight as long as we live.
All lies in the hidden door,
To the lonely craftworld borne.
We’ll ride in the gathering storm,
Until we save our long forsaken home.
Far away from blackened wraithbone cold.
Original words and music Song of the Lonely Mountain from the movie " The Hobbit" by Howard Shore and sung by Neil Finn.
