The Dagor Dagorath by Marjolenna

The Dagor Dagorath

From the Wall of Night he rose up,
Flame and fury in his wrath.
Rose up from his age-old bounds,
The Dagor Dagorath.
From the depths he dragged them all
His servants, his minions, filled with wrath.
Flocked they did to their master's call,
The Dagor Dagorath.
In the heavens fire reigned above,
Destroyed by the Dark Lord's wrath.
Valinor took up arms for their love,
The Dagor Dagorath.
Great fury wraught, great death arrived
The Valar suffered his wrath.
Tulkas fell, their hosts derived,
The Dagor Dagorath.
But as with evil, so came good,
In the face of all his wrath.
Túrin reborn to avenge his Race,
The Dagor Dagorath.
A light in the dark, the sun in the night,
The shield against his wrath.
The Iron of Death and Man's might,
The Dagor Dagorath.
The blade went up, the flames did part,
In spite of all his wrath.
Through Morgoth's heart, Gurthang ran,
The Dagor Dagorath.
Lamentation for all that had been done wrong,
Annihilated by his wrath.
Eru sang the world anew,
The Dagor Dagorath.