I hear sounds from afar
War horns from the lands of Valar
The ground is shaking
The enemy waiting
Let us strike
Let us show them the wrath
The wrath of the elf-kin
And so we begin

The enemy looks into my eyes
He is looking for fear
For weakness within
But I will not show it
I shall not give in
I will fight
Fight to the end of the light

I can smell death in the air
The light once so fair
The enemy advances
Advances such fear
I can feel it
Our doom is near
As they draw nigh
We draw our swords and prepare to fight
Arrows like rain fly back and forth
Spears like forest were put into work

And still they go
Attack the might
The might of light
The battle keeps going
The enemy flowing
Coming like an endless tide

Alas! Alas we are saved!
The host of Valar has come to our aid
With renew strength
We fight them back
We fight them hard

And finally the enemy fled
Without any hope to finish his thread
We have victory, we have success
The sons of light
Who knew no fright
Gave up their lives for what was right