The Battle of the Five Armies

Ensorcelled, corrupted

Upon the throne in silence

Confounded, distracted

Distorted by the power

Of magic, and darkness

Betrayed by anger in my eyes

In madness, and blindness

The battle has begun

Is it war that corrupted the men?

Or the prophecy is unfolding?

Do we have enough time

To demand a new life

To prevent the death it's causing?

When a tear's falling down to the sand

And the grief of hope is rising

Is it fate that is binding your hands

When in life or in death you are obliged to stay

On the day of the call to arms

Over the lands laid low before darkest night

On the day of the call to arms

Our fate will be decided once again

With a war till the end when

The armies ride to the mountain

They'll fight for a future

Far away, far away

The battle has begun

Ahead of the mountain

They'll fight for a future

Far away, far away

It's the battle of the five armies

For the gold beneath the mountain stone

They will fight in the battle of the five armies

For the gold beneath the dragon's lair

They will fight once again

Confounded, distracted

Trapped by a stone of power

Ensorcelled, corrupted

Await the final hour

In madness, and blindness

Bewitched by shadows in my mind

Of magic, and darkness

The moment has arrived

Is it war that corrupted the men?

Or the prophecy is unfolding?

Do we have enough time

To demand a new life

To prevent the death it's causing?

When a tear's falling down to the sand

And the grief of hope is rising

Is it fate that is binding your hands

When in life or in death you are obliged to stay

On the day of the call to arms

Over the lands

Laid low before darkest night

On the day of the call to arms

Our fate will be decided once again

The armies are riding to the mountain

That war was the time

Where my journey began

We walked from far away

Toward the Mountain

Where the home of the clan awaited

His war was the time where our journey began

He was the chosen one

And claimed the Mountain

Where the home of the dwarves is rising

Is it war that corrupted the men?

Or the prophecy is unfolding?

Do we have enough time

To demand a new life

To prevent the death it's causing?

When a tear's falling down to the sand

And the grief of hope is rising

Is it fate that is binding your hands

When in life or in death you are obliged to stay

On the day of the call to arms

Over the lands laid low before darkest night

On the day of the call to arms

Our fate will be decided once again

With a war till the end when

The armies ride to the mountain

They'll fight for a future

Far away, far away

The battle has begun

Ahead of the mountain

They'll fight for a future

Far away, far away

It's the battle of the five armies

For the gold beneath the mountain stone

They will fight in the battle of the five armies

For the gold beneath the dragon's lair

They will fight once again