A Fairytale Ending - Sylvan

He roamed the wood of Neldoreth

His name was Beren — at dusk he saw Luthien

Like a shining star her gleam enchanted his heart, so he fell in love

In his mind only Luthien Thinuviel, daughter of breaking dawn

Beren and Luthien — a love damned by fate

The father of Luthien was the king of the elbs

Great was his anger, Thingol his name

As he saw Beren to an evil decision he came

Beren’s face turned to white

As Thingol said what he wanted:

«A single gem of the crown of Morgoth —

just bring me the Silmaril!»

So he agreed, travelling down to Angband for love

Hard was his journey through lands of hate

Luthien joined him to light him the way

By his side she stood, hard was their journey

Through lands of hate, full of fear and pain

Hopeless in Angband they finally arrived

After all they reached their goal

Dusty stairs and darkened lights

Leading down to Morgoth’s might

Deadly hate which killed theri hope

Their only shield was their love

Reached the gate of Morgoth’s hall

The hellish point of no return

Shining so brightly

They saw the Silmaril

Shining so brightly

So clear like a bird a song hurting all evil

Only Luthien’s voice defeated his might

Morgoth began to sleep

Luthien took the Silmaril

She fulfilled Beren’s quest

Started to retreat before Morgoth awioke

Quick now was their escape

to leave these lands of hate

to reach the end of their tale

Fulfilling their fate

See them…

As time went by still memories haunt their minds

See them…

But all heroes sacrifice

See them…

As time went by still memories haunt their minds

See them…

though marked by life death might reunify