SUMMONING - 2001 "Let The Mortal Heroes Sing Your Fame" Track List: 1. A raw power is rising 2. South away 3. In hollow halls beneath the fells 4. Our foes shall fall 5. The mountain king's return 6. Runes of power 7. Ashen gold 8. Farewell Facts: Recorded at Nachschatten Studio Samples taken from the British "Lord of the Rings" broadcast. 2. South Away +++++++++++++ Leave the halls and caverns deep Were the forests wide and dim Stoops in shadow grey and grim Float beyond the world of trees Past the rushes, past the reeds Past the marshes, weaving weeds I'm the crowns of the seven kings. I'm the robes of the five wizards. South away! South away now! Far away seek the sunlight and the day. Hail, hail now, king of the mark. 3. In Hollow Halls Beneath The Fells ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Far over the misty mountains cold To dungeons deep and carvens old We must away ere break of day To seek the pale enchanted gold The pines were roaring on the height The winds were moaning in the night The fire was read, it flaming spread The trees like torches blazed with light The dwarves of yore made mighty spells While hammers fell like ringing bells In places deep where dark things sleep In hollow halls beneath the fells For ancient kind and elvish lord There many a gleaming golden hord They shaped and wrought, and light they caught To hide in gems on hilt of sword Sample:1. In the darkness bind them 4. Our Foes Shall Fall ++++++++++++++++++++++ The sword is sharp, the spear is long The arrow swift, the gate is strong The heart is bold that looks on gold The dwarves no more shall suffer wrong The mountain throne once more is freed O! Wandering fold, the summons heed Come haste! Come haste! Across the waste The king of friend and kin has need. Now call we over mountains cold Come back unto the caverns old Here at the gates the king awaits His hands are rich with gems and gold The king is come unto his hall Under the mountain dark and tall The worm of dread is slain and dead And ever so our foes shall fall 5. The Mountains King's Return ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The king beneath the mountains The king of carven stone The lord of silver fountains Shall come into his own! His crown shall be upholden His harp shall be restrung His halls shall echo golden To songs of yore resung The woods shall wave on mountains And grass beneath the sun His wealth shall flow in fountains And rivers golden run The streams shall run in gladness The lakes shall shine and burn All sorrow fail and sadness At mountains king's return Sample: 1. War has already begun ... so, we come to it in the end. 2. Follow me threw the darkness. 6. Runes Of Power +++++++++++++++++ The wind came down from mountain could And like a tide it roared and rolled The branches groaned, the forest moaned And leaves were laid upon the mould The wind went on from West to east All movement in the forest ceased But shrill an harsh across the marsh Its whistling voices were released Sample: 1. And runes of power upon the door. There shone forever, fair and bright 7. Ashen Cold +++++++++++++ A grin and a word is his trade >From these his profit is made Though his body is not tall and his courage seems small His fame will take longer to fade Beyond the ocean brews a battle Beyond the battle blood shall fall To a place where man forsaken Dwells the one who should not live Then a bargain shall be entered Saurons might shall be restored You and we were first to conquer You and we shall be the last. Sample: 1. The world is grey, the mountain's old. The forges fire is ashen cold. 8. Farewell +++++++++++ Who can find you clear springs of waters, but I can! Who can tell you the age of the moon, but I can! Who can call the fish from the depths of the see, yes I can! Who can change the shapes of the hills and the headlands, I can! I have been a sword in the hand, I have been a shield in a fight, I have been the string of a harp, I can shift my shape like a god. Farewell, leave the shore to an ocean wide and untamed Hold your shield high, let the wind bring your enemy your nightmare By the bane of my blade, a mighty spell is made and Far beyond the battle blood shall fall like a hard rain. Sample: 1. And at the gates the trumpets rang. 2. This is my hour. Do you not know death when you see it die now!