Lay of the Northlands
Dark the past that bound our fathers
A half and thousand years ago
Proud the Aelfen Cynings that watched them
Watched the cities of the north
Cities bright with men in splendour
Halls of stone with fires bright
Fair and graceful were the women
Strong in arms and wise the men
In the north lay Arnor, Cynedom
Gondor, Cynedom of the South
Strong as siblings undivided
Stood the Cynedoms of Men
Ancients aelfs see Man has risen
Ancient eyes are filled with hate
Aelfen wiccae utter curses
Shadows fall, a curse of strife
