(©Crowned 2012)
As Turin was to be, a final blow to Melkor
Varda's arrangement of silver dew,
Across the vast expanse of unknown black
The gathering of stars, foreboding of the end
Within the vats of Telperion
A brightness to pierce the unknown black
The gathering of the stars
Imbues the belt
Menelvagor, climbed over the rim of the world
To see the vistas of space
The gathering of the stars
Which pierced the unknown black
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