Hail to the Black Sword

Far in the north, the wolf howls alone
 The Legend untold, of the Fallen Hero
 Among men and elves, he fought the black horde
 To escape from his doom and claim what he lost
 By glory deeds he forged his fiery soul
 Under the eyes of Melkor the Dark Lord
 Soon in the end, he'll leave from this land
 Because the truth can kill even the strongest heart
 Upon the hill of sorrow lies your name
 The rain flows on your grave, like tears from the sky
 Hail to the Black Sword!
 Black sword of black doom!
 You murderer against yourself
 Your wrath towards the elves and men
 The victory in Morgoth's hands, they will cry
 For those who don't deserve to die
 Far in the south, the eagle sings loud
 The Legend untold, of the Fallen Hero
 Among men and elves, he lived far from home
 To escape from his doom and claim what he lost
 In Nargothrond you forged your mighty sword
 Under the eyes of Melkor the Dark Lord
 Soon in the end, you'll leave from this land
 Hear the call of death, and die by your hand
 "Cabed-en-Aras
 Cabed Naeramarth!"