Rivers of fire, the dead of night
In winter lying cold and white
Upon the plain burst forth and high.
The red was mirrored in the sky.

From Hitblum´s walls they saw the fire,
The steam and smoke in spire on spire
Leap up, till in confusion vast
The stars were choked. And so it past

Refrain:
There trumpets sang both long and loud,
And challenge rang unto the cloud
That lay on Morgoth´s northern tower,
While Morgoth redeemed for his hour.

Choir:
Might and glory flowing for a changing dawn
Ancient power reveals from an iron crown

Clear and cold and shining so far and bright
Crush the world in one clash of your blinding light