Lost Souls

Dagor Sorhdeam

Compositor: Fe Nabhan

Time, precious time
It hates our kind, it takes our lives
But it won’t stop us again

The howling winds bring a new vile desire
Because gods have darkened our path through their lies
And now we shall force them to hide
So they have to swallow their pride

Because the fire inside screams for vengeance
Sloth is a sin

Evil thoughts of hate, they can destroy your mind
Our mates left behind won’t come back

Time waits for no one
It hates our kind, it takes our lives
But it won’t stop us again

Because my hope is made of faith, trust, and beliefs!

At last, together we are walking
Like wandering souls
Lost souls in a dark and dying land