Lady of Goldenwood

Midwood in autumn moon
 Dawning upon silver dew
 Shimmering like fireflies
 And golden leaves from up high
 Striding up to me
 The lady of goldenwood
 In shrouds of pearls and palest white
 Though she bears the mark of the wilds
 She's the queen of her kind
 Sung by flutes of ivory
 Notes soar 'round the elder tree
 Stairs ascending to far up high
 Where the golden leaves kiss the sky
 The lady of goldenwood
 In shrouds of pearls and palest white
 Though she bears the mark of the wilds
 She's the queen of her kind
 "For the longest time we expected you Ilamrion, "Islander"
 Your story planted with the very seeds of Val'inthor
 On our journey I answered you with only silence
 For the ever present shadow scoured the valleys and moors
 Asking your name
 Man will rise as one under the First-born's law
 Unholy war brings demise to elf and dwarf
 Second-born from the shores beyond
 In his sacrifice a prophecy is undone
 When night retreasts
 Thousands have fallen on ivory ground
 Dragon Son
 There can be only one"
 The lady of goldenwood
 With words of death and palest gloom
 And now as I leave her behind
 She remains in my mind