(©2001 Gary Hughes)

Old friends never clandestine
Bold destinies, hearts entwined
One voice that was lost in time,
Walking tall against the wind

First wave of a turning tide
One bastian, truth and pride,
Strikes out for the last in line
As we claw against the wind

Go, valiant talon kind,
In your heart the fearless goal,
Old and young enough to die,
We must hide the precious gift from hands the light betrayed,
Go, For we must return it to the fire from whence it came

Nine came from forsaken lands
Cloaked travellers, halfling band
Free souls with the truth in hand
Try to forge against the wind

We shadows of Moria
Shaped light from Lothlorien
Take flight, gentle warriors,
As we saw against the wind

Go, valiant talon kind,
In your heart the fearless goal,
Old and young enough to die,
We must hide the precious gift from hands the light betrayed,
Go, For we must return it to the fire from whence it came

Go, valiant talon kind,
In your heart the fearless goal,
Old and young enough to die,
We must hide the precious gift from hands the light betrayed,
Go, For we must return it to the fire from whence it came

Go, valiant talon kind,
In your heart the fearless goal,
Old and young enough to die,
We must hide the precious gift from hands the light betrayed,
Go, For we must return it to the fire from whence it came

Go, valiant talon kind,
In your heart the fearless goal,
Old and young enough to die,
We must hide the precious gift from hands the light betrayed,
Go, For we must return it to the fire from whence it came

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