Summoning - Oath Bound
Original Version Picture LP Version 1. Bauglir 2:58 1. Bauglir 2:58 2. Across the streaming tide 10:20 2. Across the streaming tide 10:20 3. Mirdautas vras 8:14 3. Mirdautas vras 8:14 4. Might and glory 8:26 4. Might and glory 8:26 5. Beleriand 9:28 5. Beleriand 9:28 6. Northward 8:40 6. Northward 8:40 7. Menegroth 8:12 7. Menegroth 8:12 8. Land of the dead 12:50 8. Land of the dead 12:50 total time 69:08 total time 69:08
Across The Streaming Tide In autumn when wind and the sea Rejoice to live and laught to be And scarce the blast the curbs and the tree And bids before it quail and flee In winter when years when the years burn low As fire wherein no firebrands glow And winds disvel as they blow The stormy wings of snow Refrain The hearts of western elves burn bright With joy that mocks the spring To hear all heaven's keen clarions ring Music that bids the sprit sing And wind by night in northern lands Arose, and lord it cried And drove the ships from ancient strands Across the streaming tide Mirdautas Vras Brus-kuluz taurzur bûrzu tiil-ob Hush-ob dhurum agh ufum dhurum Tor Vautu brus-troguz Urgai-u gukh dûmp agh tiimor Talaan-u rûk-ir tor urûk Nauru-ir agh kragoru nûrsu grishûrz Nork-ulu furtun agh goth Mordor-ob bot-tuk Ghaash agh akûl – Nazgûl skoiz Mirdautas vras! Karn ghaamp agh nût Shaut Manwe quiinubat gukh *English Translation: Dark have been my dreams of late Of secret doubt and secret fear A thousand years have passed away To lay down doom and terror To north ride on, a thousand orcs On wolves with giant bloody fangs They take the storm and power Of Mordor through the world Fire and Ice, the Nazgûl fly It is a good day to kill! (Painted) red is Earth and sky Even Manwe will bow down Might And Glory Rivers of fire at dead of night in winter lying cold and white upon the plain burst forth, and high. the red was mirrored in the sky. From Hitblum's walls they saw the fire, the steam and smoke in spire on spire leap up, till in confusion vast the stars were choked. And so it past Refrain There trumpets sang both long and loud, and challenge rang unto the cloud that lay on Morgoth's northem tower, while Morgoth waits for his hour. Choir Might and glory flaming for changing dawn Ancient power revealed of an iron crown Clear and cold and shining so far and bright Crush the world in one clash of your binding light Beleriand To north, to north there lay the land of dread Dungorthin, where all ways were dead In hills, in hills of shadow bleak and cold Beyond was deadly nighshades hold To south, to south the wide earth unexplored To west, to west the ancient ocean roared To east, to east in peaks of blue were piled The mountains of the outer world. Refrain Unsailed and shoreless, wide and wild To east in peaks of blue were piled In silence folded, mist enfurled The mountains of the outer world Bejond the tangled, woodland shade Thorn and thicket grove and glade Whose brooding boughs with magic hung Were ancient when the world was young Northward The wind is cold and heavy And storms are in the sky Our path across the nordland Goes higher and more high To left the sea we came from To right the white hills with no tree. The wind is growing colder And shivering are we. We drag with stiffening fingers Our swords and up the hill The path is steep and tangled But leades to battles still Refrain Farewell now mountain vale and plain Farewell now wind and frost and rain And mist and cloud and heavens air Ye star and moon so blinding fair. Farewell now blade and bloom and grass That see the changing season pass Farewell sweet earth and northern sky Forever blessed but here we die. Menegroth A king there was in days of the old Ere men yet walked upon the mould His power was reared in caverns shade His hand was over glen and glade His shields were shining as the moon His lances keen of steel were hewn Of silver grey his crown was wrought The starlight in his banners caught Refrain And silver thrilled his trumpets long Beneath the stars in challenge strong Enchantment did his realm enfold Where might and glory wealth untold Land Of The Dead Where forest stream went through the wood And silent all the stens there stood Of tall trees, moveless, hanging dark With mottled shadows on their bark As faint as deepest sleeper's breath An echo came as cold as death Long are the paths, of shadow made Where no foot's print is ever laid Refrain No moon is there, no voice, no sound Of beating heart; a sigh profound Once in each age as each age dies Alone is heard. Far, far it lies The Land of Waiting where the Dead sit, In their thought's shadow, by no moon lit Choir Upon the plain, there rushed forth and high Shadows at the end of night and mirrored in the skies Far far away beyond might of day And there lay the land of the dead of mortal cold decay Lyrics in plain text format