Shards of Narcil Songtext
von Keys of Orthanc

Crafted to read the first name
The written white flame
Formed until the liking of daughter
By the knowledge of the master
Sword in the arms of God
A lone soul born a king
Of the brothers who owned the swords
Of the faders and reno blacksplains
Thousands of swords well wielded and played
Only for anguish and evil
Even broken into pieces
It still had the power to overcome the darkness
Nanía anduril inen arsil
Imas il elendiló
Lerkuvanten imalii mortoreo
Nanía anduril inen arsil
Imas il elendiló
Lerkuvanten imalii mortoreo
High as the shores of flame
Four small kings next to another


Written white flame
Lost their words to the throne of emperors
Deep even real eyes
And memories of suffering from the past
Enemies of darkness
And friendships that will never return
Written white flame
Cavallus min sonar ill
Iltan ylad
Nanía anduril inen arsil
Imas il elendiló
Lerkuvanten imalii mortoreo
Flame of the west became his name
Once the image skills were requested
Every point was the sun
When it was made whole again
The light of the sun shone pale and empty
And the light of the moon shone cold
And the set was all in vain
And this recent king gave it a new name
He called it the trail
The flame of the west
Short swords of ash
Black was the sun
When it was made whole again
And the moon the legacy of kings
Nanía anduril inen arsil
Imas il elendiló
Lerkuvanten imalii mortoreo