When winter winds are piercing chill,
and through the hawthorn blows the gale,
with solemn feet i tread the peak,
that overbrows the mountains vale.
Redhorn; my doom!
Where twisted round the barren oak,
the winter vine in beauty clung,
and howling winds the stillness broke,
the crystal icicle is hung.
Redhorn; my doom!
But still wild music is abroad,
pale, desert woods! within your crowd;
and gathering winds, in hoarse accord,
amid the vocal reeds pipe loud.
High upon the land,
on the highest (mountain) peak i hear
(the echoes of) the world profound.
Summoning - Caradhras Lyrics
Summoning - Caradhras Lyrics
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When winter winds are piercing chill,
and through the hawthorn blows the gale,
with solemn feet i tread the peak,
that overbrows the mountains vale.
Redhorn; my doom!
Where twisted round the barren oak,
the winter vine in beauty clung,
and howling winds the stillness broke,
the crystal icicle is hung.
Redhorn; my doom!
But still wild music is abroad,
pale, desert woods! within your crowd;
and gathering winds, in hoarse accord,
amid the vocal reeds pipe loud.
High upon the land,
on the highest (mountain) peak i hear
(the echoes of) the world profound.
and through the hawthorn blows the gale,
with solemn feet i tread the peak,
that overbrows the mountains vale.
Redhorn; my doom!
Where twisted round the barren oak,
the winter vine in beauty clung,
and howling winds the stillness broke,
the crystal icicle is hung.
Redhorn; my doom!
But still wild music is abroad,
pale, desert woods! within your crowd;
and gathering winds, in hoarse accord,
amid the vocal reeds pipe loud.
High upon the land,
on the highest (mountain) peak i hear
(the echoes of) the world profound.