| Song | Mirkwood |
| Artist | Summoning |
| Album | Nightshade Forests |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Summoning | |
| 作词 : Summoning | |
| How deep you long for death | |
| now as your kingdom fades away | |
| and the darkened thorns of sunlight | |
| tremble through these frozen lands of doom | |
| Now as we are waiting in motherlike darkness | |
| we reopen our history, that once belonged to them | |
| oh, have you seen the end of the bard | |
| never forgotten, the land of sleep, | |
| the time before the birth of the worlds | |
| The echoes of his harp, | |
| have poisoned the air | |
| the horizons of the earth | |
| have drowned | |
| I have heard you were strangers in a false land, | |
| where visions turn to faith. | |
| No longer I am now | |
| t./qisaq_ |
| zuo qu : Summoning | |
| zuo ci : Summoning | |
| How deep you long for death | |
| now as your kingdom fades away | |
| and the darkened thorns of sunlight | |
| tremble through these frozen lands of doom | |
| Now as we are waiting in motherlike darkness | |
| we reopen our history, that once belonged to them | |
| oh, have you seen the end of the bard | |
| never forgotten, the land of sleep, | |
| the time before the birth of the worlds | |
| The echoes of his harp, | |
| have poisoned the air | |
| the horizons of the earth | |
| have drowned | |
| I have heard you were strangers in a false land, | |
| where visions turn to faith. | |
| No longer I am now | |
| t. qisaq_ |
| zuò qǔ : Summoning | |
| zuò cí : Summoning | |
| How deep you long for death | |
| now as your kingdom fades away | |
| and the darkened thorns of sunlight | |
| tremble through these frozen lands of doom | |
| Now as we are waiting in motherlike darkness | |
| we reopen our history, that once belonged to them | |
| oh, have you seen the end of the bard | |
| never forgotten, the land of sleep, | |
| the time before the birth of the worlds | |
| The echoes of his harp, | |
| have poisoned the air | |
| the horizons of the earth | |
| have drowned | |
| I have heard you were strangers in a false land, | |
| where visions turn to faith. | |
| No longer I am now | |
| t. qisaq_ |