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Blind Guardian - Lord of the Rings

Eilerdor — Tue, 01 Dec 2009 10:32:20 UT

There are signs on the Ring
Which make me feel so down
There's one to enslave all Rings
To find them all in time
And drive them into darkness
Forever they'll be bound
Three for the Kings
Of the elves high in light
Nine to the mortals
Which cry

I'll keep the Ring full of sorrow
I'll keep the Ring till I die
I'll keep the Ring full of sorrow
I'll keep the Ring till I die

Slow down and I sail on the river
Slow down and I walk to the hill
Slow down and I sail on the river
Slow down and I walk to the hill

And there's no way out

Mordor
Mordor
Mordor

Dark land under Sauron's spell
Threatened a long time
Threatened a long time

Seven rings to the dwarfes
In their halls made of stone
Into the valley
I feel down (I feel down)
One ring to the dark lord's hand
Sitting on his throne
In a land so dark
Where I have to go

I'll keep the Ring
I'll keep the Ring
I'll keep the Ring
I'll keep the Ring
I'll keep the Ring
Till I die

Slow down and I sail on the river
Slow down and I walk to the hill
Slow down and I sail on the river
Slow down and I walk to the hill

Slow down and I sail on the river
Slow down and I walk to the hill
Slow down and I sail on the river
Slow down and I walk to the hill

Lord of the Rings

Ad Fundum

Eilerdor — Tue, 31 Mar 2009 16:58:58 UT

Onze pint,
die in de bierglazen zijt
geprezen zij uw smaak.

Uw schuim kome,
het drinken geschiede op tafels
als aan de toog.

Geef ons heden, ons dagelijks bier
en vergeef ons onze katers
gelijk ook zij overgeven in de goot.

En leidt ons niet naar de cola,
maar verlos ons van een volle blaas.

Want alcool is de heerlijkheid,
de kracht van zattigheid
tot aan sluitingstijd.

Ad Fundum.

The Tale of the Exiles

Eilerdor — Sat, 14 Feb 2009 11:33:04 UT

It was a time of war in Middle Earth; A war that had been fought, off and on, down through the ages. A war that enveloped all, destroyed an entire land, and brought to an end the second age.

Morgoth had entered his fortress Angband, his lesser fortress in the north of Beleriand, and raised above it the volcanic triple peaked Thangorodrim, and after conspiring with Ungolient to destroy The Two Trees of Valinor and stealing the the three Silmarils, he placed them in his crown of iron.

Fëanor and most of the Noldor pursued him from Valinor and On arriving in Beleriand , the region of Middle-earth nearest Angband, the Noldor established kingdoms and made war on Morgoth.

Soon afterwards, the Sun and the Moon arose for the first time, and the race of Men awoke.

At this time some members of The Noldor became aware of the awakening of Men and felt sorrow for them that they should awaken at such a time and took them under their protection in around the shores of Lake Helevorn where the war had not yet come completely and also the Dwarves from Ered Luin to help them in this task.

Over time this land became prosperous and rich in culture, learning and crafts. Men were quick and eager to learn from both older races and in the fullness of time were to become an equal in the triumvirate.

However, war would not stay away for long and in the time that became known as The War of Wrath it finally came to Helevorn and the surrounding areas. Great deeds and gallantry co-existed with terrible sorrow and tragedy. Towards the end of this period the leaders of what was now called “The Alliance of Helevorn” gathered together with envoys from Westerness, a Dunedain known to some as Aragorn.

At this meeting the Dunedain told them of the war and that Eärendil, had secured one of the Silmarils and wearing it on his brow, sailed across the sea to Valinor to plead with the Valar to liberate Middle-earth from Morgoth.

The Valar are moved by Eärendil's plea and prepare a great armament. The armies of the Vanyar and the remaining Noldor are sent in Aman to Middle-earth in a mighty host. The Host of Valinor are marching through Beleriand will meet the forces of Morgoth.

The Alliance puts forth its strength and vows to support the war in anyway they can and very soon it’s army is marching north and west to meet up with the host of Valinor.

The wreckage of the war is immense. The River Sirion is destroyed. Much of the north of the land west of the Ered Luin is laid waste and sinks into the sea. The surviving Elves of Beleriand are bidden by Ëonwë to return with him to the lands of Aman. Most of them do so, but others refuse the summons and instead journey eastward where they become lords of the remaining Noldor and Sindar, as well as others in the east such as the Silvan Elves. Galadriel and Celeborn are among these, as was Gil-galad.

The people of The Alliance suffered great loss and only a handful of the thousands that marched out made it back to their lands, only to witness is destruction along with the rest of Beleriand.

The survivors passed over Ered Luin with the help of the Dwarves and the lands to the east. With the help, also, of the men of Westerness renamed them “The Exiles” and did honour them as kin. They, at this time swore an oath to fight evil when ever and where ever it is found, to keep innocents safe and to keep vigil, with The Dunadan against the rise of any of Morgoth's former captains, many of which also survived the fall of Beleriand and escaped east.

Down through the long years The Exiles have fought time and again with the other two races to keep evil at bay; they were there as a part of The Last Alliance when Sauron was defeated, and, as of old, they represent all free peoples of Middle Earth, Men, Elves and Dwarves.

Now, at the beginning of The Third Age of Middle Earth their oath still binds them. Very few of the original members remain of the ones that fled east from Beleriand's destruction; A man, Tirani, has become leader. New members join, called by their conscience, or feeling the need to aid them and their allies.
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The Exiles of Beleriand
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Ensiferum - Victory Song

Eilerdor — Sat, 21 Jun 2008 18:32:13 UT

The plan of invasion
an Evil deception
Was made in the halls of the dark kingdom
To steal their riches
To slave them all
To make them kneel for a new God

The Guard woke up the sleeping men
With the sound of a bronze horn
The enemy is getting closer
So brace yourselves for assault!

Swords in their hands they killed each and every man
Who dared to invade their sacred land
Victory songs are raising in the night
Telling all of their undying strength and might

Arrows are raining from the sky
As brothers fight side by side
We're outnumbered
But our destiny is to win

FIGHT!
Fight with the rage of a bear!
DEFEND!
Our homeland!
CRUSH!
Crush every enemy!
AND SEAL!
Our victory!

Swords in their hands they killed each and every man
Who dared to invade their sacred land
Victory songs are raising in the night
Telling all of their undying strength and might

Ei urhot kaukaisen Pohjolan
Uhan eessä taipuneet
Jälleen pauhaa kansi taivahan
Veri valuu maahan lumiseen
Moni nähdä ei saa huomista
Moni jää heitä kaipaamaan
Jälkipolville jää maa rauhaisa
Voitonlaulut soi ainiaan

Swords in their hands they killed each and every man
Who dared to invade their sacred land
Victory songs are raising in the night
Telling all of their undying strength and might

Swords in their hands they killed each and every man
Who dared to invade their sacred land
Victory songs are raising in the night
Telling all of their undying strength and might

Ensiferum - Dragonheads

Eilerdor — Thu, 12 Jun 2008 16:01:59 UT

Sails up! We're leaving today
Distant lands are calling
Cowards stay at home, this is a quest of true men
Farewell, should we never see again!

Weeping women waving at the pier
When the sky starts to cry
But neither rain, nor wind can make us turn around
What's decided, has to be done!

See how the forefathers greet, us with northern lights
Bravely towards unknown shores, through raging storms we fight
Faith in the gods, their strength in our hearts, when lightning strikes
If we die, we'll meet again in Valhalla...

In a dream I saw two ravens in the sky
And a verdant land behind
When we set out feet there, we'll burn our fleet
'Cause the land is promised to us by gods

May Njord protect us on our way
May the moon light our path
Let our spirits be purified by the ocean's breeze
Let the wind, tell our legend which ever lasts

When we reach the open sea, leaving our home behind
The Dragonheads are rising, let the stars be our guides

See how the forefathers greet, us with northern lights
Bravely towards unknown shores, through raging storms we fight
Faith in the gods, their strength in our hearts, when lightning strikes
If we die the sun will shine again beyond mortal time
We'll meet again in Valhalla!