Once a green plain
The emerald of the north
A Cloud-touching wall
Keeping Morgoth in his tower
The tower of their doom
Ooh Ard-Galen
I miss thy beauty
Oh emerald of the north
The eternal siege
Will soon end
Be burned
And laid to ash
By Fires form the north
By Fires from the North
Ooh Ard-Galen
I miss thy beauty
Oh emerald of the north
Oh Fire
The first dragon has come
Glaurung
Bane of them all
Plains burned to ashes
Diamonds of Flesh and bones
The siege crushing inferno
Laying rest thy naiv hopes
The battle of unnumbered tears
Fought on this plain
All the Dead Piled up in a hill
The Hill of Slain, red to green
And this land should be called Anfauglith
From this day... to eternity
Dor-Nu-Fauglith
Lacho calad! Drego Morn
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Once a green plain
The emerald of the north
A Cloud-touching wall
Keeping Morgoth in his tower
The tower of their doom
Ooh Ard-Galen
I miss thy beauty
Oh emerald of the north
The eternal siege
Will soon end
Be burned
And laid to ash
By Fires form the north
By Fires from the North
Ooh Ard-Galen
I miss thy beauty
Oh emerald of the north
Oh Fire
The first dragon has come
Glaurung
Bane of them all
Plains burned to ashes
Diamonds of Flesh and bones
The siege crushing inferno
Laying rest thy naiv hopes
The battle of unnumbered tears
Fought on this plain
All the Dead Piled up in a hill
The Hill of Slain, red to green
And this land should be called Anfauglith
From this day... to eternity
Dor-Nu-Fauglith
Lacho calad! Drego Morn
The emerald of the north
A Cloud-touching wall
Keeping Morgoth in his tower
The tower of their doom
Ooh Ard-Galen
I miss thy beauty
Oh emerald of the north
The eternal siege
Will soon end
Be burned
And laid to ash
By Fires form the north
By Fires from the North
Ooh Ard-Galen
I miss thy beauty
Oh emerald of the north
Oh Fire
The first dragon has come
Glaurung
Bane of them all
Plains burned to ashes
Diamonds of Flesh and bones
The siege crushing inferno
Laying rest thy naiv hopes
The battle of unnumbered tears
Fought on this plain
All the Dead Piled up in a hill
The Hill of Slain, red to green
And this land should be called Anfauglith
From this day... to eternity
Dor-Nu-Fauglith
Lacho calad! Drego Morn
Writer: Sven Schosseler
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