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#lordoftherings #lotr #silmarillion #demon #aimusic Art used is by Rui Gonçalves: https://rui_goncalves_art.artstation.com/projects/Nxq3mN?album_id=3660739 Lyrics: Before the mountains ever woke, Before the stars first carved the sky, He rose from fire unbroken, The shadows walk where lights have died. A Maia bound to the darkness, Crowned in embers, dread untold, A force of evil and oppress— Gothmog, the Lord of Balrogs. The fiercest fire that shall not fade, The shadow under Melkor’s blade. Wings of ruin, terror strong— Hear the thunder of his song. In Angband’s halls his footsteps fall, The doom that answers Morgoth’s call. Bow to the flame, the iron throngs— To Gothmog, the Lord of Balrogs. Upon the fields of starlit death Two mighty kings he cast aside. Where Feanor met his final breath, Where Fingon fell and heroes died. A whip of fire lashing fate, An axe as black as night’s own core— With every swing the world would shake, And any hope would stand no more. The fiercest fire that shall not fade, The shadow under Melkor’s blade. Wings of ruin, terror strong— Hear the thunder of his song. In Angband’s halls his footsteps fall, The doom that answers Morgoth’s call. Bow to the flame, the iron throngs— To Gothmog, the Lord of Balrogs. Through hidden gates his legions poured, Shadow and flame in endless wave. The Fountain’s Lord before him stood, One last defiance none could save. They crashed into the quenching deep, Two fates entwined in their final song— Extinguished in the water’s keep, Where fire’s might proved not so strong. He is the fire that did now fade, The shadow under Melkor’s blade. From ancient night to Gondolin, His burning wrath devoured kings. Though he did not meet his end alone— In the waters he sank like stone. Yet still the echoes chant in songs: Of Gothmog, the Lord of Balrogs.