Where Daylight Dies

What was once a shining beacon
Is lost in the gloomy deeps

Tales of wonder and majesty
Of kings on the carven stone
Our right to rule was hewn from the mountain
And ended by the terror from on high

Now the sun sets on the mountain
Our hallowed halls no longer shine
As we wander in the wilderness
Our hearts are starved of light

Fear the horror deep within, death incarnate
A terror, wreathed in blackened flame; fear Durin's bane

Brothers take arms
And march!
To where daylight dies
Avenge all that we have lost
And fight!
Where daylight dies