Kor

Song Kor
Artist Summoning
Album Dol Guldur

Lyrics

O fading town upon an island hill,
Old shadows linger in thine ancient gate,
Thy robe is grey, thine old heart now is still;
Thy towers silent in the mist await their crumbling end
While through the storeyed elms
The gliding black water leaves these inland realms,
And slips between long meadows to the
Sea, Still bearing downward over murmurous falls
One day and then another to the
Sea And slowly thither many years have gone
All thy trees,
Kortirion, were bent,
And shook with sudden whispering lament:
For passing were the days, and doomed the nights
When flittering ghost-moths danced round tapers in the moveless air nighttime
And doomed already were the radiant dawns,
The odour and the noise of meads, when all thy trees were bent, and shook with sudden whispering lament
And slowly thither many years have gone since first the elves here built ancient, renowned
Kortirion