MITHRIL - The Broken King of the North / Album - The Oath of the Fallen Lord

Описание: Verse I
When the dark was cast to ash
And the fallen shadow fled
Steel was raised in victory
Over fields of countless dead

From broken kings and shattered lands
A hope was carved in fire and steel
The enemy lay bound and torn
Yet fate was not done to reveal

Pre-Chorus
The war was won, the cost was paid
But pride still whispered in the blade

Chorus
Isildur, broken king
He held the fire, he felt the sting
The world was saved, yet doom remained
Within the Ring, within the flame

Isildur, final stand
The fate of all was in his hand
He chose the crown, he chose the scar
And bore the shadow far

Verse II
The Ring lay bright with poisoned light
A gift no mortal should command
The wise had warned, the hour was clear
Yet fire slipped through mortal hand

He claimed the spoils of victory
A wergild paid for blood and pain
But what was taken from the dark
Still yearned to rise again

Pre-Chorus
One last choice beneath the sun
And all the ages would be undone

Chorus
Isildur, broken king
He held the fire, he felt the sting
The world was saved, yet doom remained
Within the Ring, within the flame

Isildur, final stand
The fate of all was in his hand
He chose the crown, he chose the scar
And bore the shadow far

Bridge
Not in fire
Not in flame
Did the darkness
Know its end

Through the river
Through the fall
The Ring endured
Beyond them all

Final Chorus
Isildur, broken king
The ages turned on that one thing
The war was won, the price was paid
But hope was lost the moment claimed

Isildur, broken king
From one small choice the shadows spring
The sword was bright, the crown was scarred
And evil slept, not marred

Outro
The Ring was lost.
The shadow stayed.

*Human-composed in 2025. Produced and enhanced using modern AI-assisted production tools.