In fairy-taleish recesses enshrounded by the mystery
He always came like prophecy of undesired happening
Emblazoned by narratives, dark spells and wonders flesh-creeping
The Glamdring flares in victories, of middle earth supremacy

Streaks and flashlights swish the leaden skies
(Against the) conquest of evil, arising in the night

The land got black by dragon-flames and color of their blood
By rolling battles in the east, two towers in the clouds
In corners of eternal dark the spiders spin their web
The dwarfish songs thrust through strong walls, Balin