Darkness gives way to the rising sun,
And you in turn will rise with the light in your eyes.
For in every darkened corner, truth must come and shine into a troubled heart.
When hurting souls cry out for the hills of green and blue rivers from whence they came,
The quest to revive those distant memories shall go on for evermore.
Forward elves and men, from your crystal kingdoms come!
Dwarves from your thrones of harsh stone,
Hobbits from lands where rolling hills still sing,
Unite for once for the purpose of truth,
To vanquish the final troubled corner of our immortal land.
And those who perish may live on,
For the great heroes of that troubled time can never be forgotten.