Lost in the mists of time
Only remembered in story and rhythm.
Cast from a branch of a tree
Cast adrift on a lonesome sea.
Elves mighty and tall
We towered above them all.
Bodies strong and true
Elven through and through.
Lost in the Great Forest, listening to the moss as it grows
We heard a distance call, summoning one and all.
To feel the great gate close trapping those that chose
To stay in middle earth becoming part of the rock and turf.
Many were slain in the Great War between elves and men
A shadow cast across them all no longer were we radiant as before the fall
Many used dark magic when the light was spent
Many fell into darkness, even though it was well meant
Kings and queens did meet in secret glen and many a song was written
Sung by those who had the light of the great tree
Sindar, Lindar and Teleri
And more sailed to the blessed shore, to the undying lands
Where the warrior is healed, and the lovers reunited, and the blind resighted.
We lived the way of the silver branch
Our vows written in the stone of the Henge
For some of us all we wanted was revenge
Dark elves with evil eyes
Cast abroad their cunning spies to gather knowledge that could be used to destroy the tree
Darkness fell upon that day, some did scream or so they say
When the key was turned in the lock
And those accused had left the dock
To cast in darkness for ever more until their brethren unlocked the door.
To hear our cries of lament, thousands of years in this we have spent
Locked away in the bowels of hell, never to find forgiveness in the place we dwell
Please release us from our imprisonment and our trial
For our case we wish to place a file
Our plea, our bargain, whatever you perceive
Is our only reprieve
So please look into your elven heart
And let us have a brand new start
Where Elvin kin of either side
Put away their jealous pride
And embrace their kin with open arms
And speak of only elven psalms