Music by Marco Catalano
Lyrics by Wilma Collo
COLD STARS ABOVE A DARKLING WORLD
REVERBERATION OF ANGRY CRIES
A WAR HAS COME BEFORE THE MOON RISES
ANNUNCIATION OF NEW CALAMITIES
AND THEY PRESS ON, THEY CAN’T BE STOPPED
FOR GOOD OR BAD, IN STERN RESOLVE
IN THIS PURSUIT, NOBLE OR VILE
IN FUMES THAT NOTHING CAN DISSOLVE
IN YEARS TO COME IT WILL RESOUND
THE HYMN OF CHASERS FROM THE WEST
OF ELVES IN ARMS WHOSE WISH WAS ALL
WHOSE HEARTS WERE EATEN WITH UNREST
IN GREY LANDS BELOW COLD STARS
AN ARMY THAT HARDNESS STEELED
SURPRISED IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT
TOO SOON FOR A BATTLEFIELD
SURPRISED BUT STILL ON THEIR GUARD
OUTNUMBERED, THEY DID NOT FLAG
ONE MIND, LIKE A STABBING DART
ONE WILL, A WIND-BEATEN CRAG
WITH COURAGE ABOVE FORESIGHT
WITH MADNESS BEYOND RECLAIM
THEY HUNTED IN DEATHLY SPUR
UNTIRED TILL THEY OVERCAME
℗ Rockshots Records – Ainur