(©Gabriele Manzini 2009)</p>

Ar-Pharazôn:<br>
Lords of the West, your eagles are here<br>
Thunders and lightnings are murdering the world<br>
Soldiers and ships obscure the sun<br>
The veils black and gold, are going to war</p>

Númenórean Warriors:<br>
Afar in the west the ships disappear<br>
And to Valinor shores are sailing<br>
The King hesitates, is it evil, is it good?<br>
The air stands still and no one is heard</p>

Ar-Pharazôn:<br>
Great Númenor your triumph is near<br>
Listen to me, I'm taking this land<br>
Taniquetil is silent and quiet<br>
39 days of madness and fame</p>

Númenórean Warriors:<br>
Afar in the west the ships disappear<br>
And to Valinor shores are sailing<br>
The King hesitates, is it evil or good?<br>
The air stands still and no one is heard</p>

Númenórean Wives:<br>
"And I look to the sea<br>
The Island is crawling down to the sea, shame on our sins<br>
Pride and stupidity<br>
Condemn our futile blasphemy, blasphemy..."</p>

The Faithful:<br>
Our King with his army moved war to the Gods<br>
A silent western wind scared our strongest men<br>
The image of a nation punished and destroyed<br>
By the Powers of the world<br>
Corrupted and defeated<br>
by the darkest spirit of the world<br>
Just few men survive...</p>

Narrator:<br>
"And the Undying Lands<br>
Are carried away from the World, can get there no more<br>
The World is shaped anew<br>
This is the end of Númenor,<br>
the end of Númenor"</p>

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