Rivers of fire, the dead of night In winter lying cold and white Upon the plain burst forth and high. The red was mirrored in the sky. From Hitblum's walls they saw the fire, The steam and smoke in spire on spire Leap up, till in confusion vast The stars were choked. And so it past Refrain: There trumpets sang both long and loud, And challenge rang unto the cloud That lay on Morgoth's northern tower, While Morgoth redeemed for his hour. Choir: Might and glory flowing for a changing dawn Ancient power reveals from an iron crown Clear and cold and shining so far and bright Crush the world in one clash of your blinding light