Part I
When the awesome
day of great thunder came
And the sound
of [bad word] shook the sky
They say that
Beleriand was all ablaze
And that tongues
of fire flew up high
And the white host of Valinor went east
Beauty and terror together marched
To the battle of long-delayed revenge
And by furious flames the land was parched
They say that the
earth trembled under their feet
In the hour of
reckoning and war
And their weapons cast
a strong blinding sheen
And the furtive darkness
they pierced and tore
Assailed by fear
and strange doubt, he quailed
In front of what
he could not behold
And in despair
launched the last assault
From the infernal lairs
of his deep stronghold
Part II – Ancalagon the Black
From the chasms and hellish pits
Of the fell foe that ever sits
On the hard throne of tyranny
Deadliest horror of history
Dismal flashes and burning hail
Wrecking raiders that scourge and flail
Dreadful clashes that wring the sky
In the last effort to defy
[Eärendil ]
From the oceans of immense space
Where the day and the night embrace
Sweeping, wild winds of victory
Irresistible symphony
In the hour of flaming [bad word] In the battle of wrath [bad word] The star-vessel lit up the air
At the summit of heaven’s stair
Fiery spirits in birdlike form
Warring eagles against the storm
Towering [bad word] until the end
Iron talons that tear and rend
[ Last Battle ]
See Ancalagon’s last onslaught
But with Eärendil Fate’s hand fought
And the black heinous flame grew higher
Until fire was killed by fire
Floundering
Elation
Collapse
Triumph