Colossal things rose in my mountains; 
Born of rocks and men. 
They found within themselves a thirst for fire. 
So followed many lands to take of my mountains 
As monstrous works changed my land forever. 

It was my land first 
Where fire was found; 
The essence of life long since gone. 
The souls of a forgotten time 
Were torn from the Earth, 
And made to live again 
As fire in the heart of a new age. 

It was my land first, 
Where cold eyes fell upon the mountains, 
And monsters rose among them 
-Nailed to the land- 
To take of the mountains 
While others were carved away, 
And left to rot by monstrous men. 

It was my land first . . .