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The Gothic Harpist - Nienor

Dreams of Dor-lomin: Centuries old. The morning never came, For the world was sheathed in sorrow. Niniel! Maid of Tears! Born fair, yet cursed with endless woe. Hail! Worm of Morgoth, Dripping pitiless venom. For the one that lies as dead, Is the one whom lies burnt and scarred. Turambar! Master of Doom! Bleeding, dying for Glaurung. Below Haudh-en-Elleth; Under a solemn moon, He lay motionless in white: A weeping bride at his side. "Farewell, O twice beloved! Master of doom; By doom mastered! O, happy to be dead! Water, water! Take now Niniel: Mourning daughter of Morwen! Bear me down to the Sea!" Nienor! Sister of Mourning! Heed me, as I join you in death. Dreams of Dor-lomin: Centuries old. Fading once again, With the Children of Hurin.