The Battle of the Five Armies

Ensorcelled, corrupted Upon the throne in silence Confounded, distracted Distorted by the power Of magic, and darkness Betrayed by anger in my eyes In madness, and blindness The battle has begun Is it war that corrupted the men? Or the prophecy is unfolding? Do we have enough time To demand a new life To prevent the death it's causing? When a tear's falling down to the sand And the grief of hope is rising Is it fate that is binding your hands When in life or in death you are obliged to stay On the day of the call to arms Over the lands laid low before darkest night On the day of the call to arms Our fate will be decided once again With a war till the end when The armies ride to the mountain They'll fight for a future Far away, far away The battle has begun Ahead of the mountain They'll fight for a future Far away, far away It's the battle of the five armies For the gold beneath the mountain stone They will fight in the battle of the five armies For the gold beneath the dragon's lair They will fight once again Confounded, distracted Trapped by a stone of power Ensorcelled, corrupted Await the final hour In madness, and blindness Bewitched by shadows in my mind Of magic, and darkness The moment has arrived Is it war that corrupted the men? Or the prophecy is unfolding? Do we have enough time To demand a new life To prevent the death it's causing? When a tear's falling down to the sand And the grief of hope is rising Is it fate that is binding your hands When in life or in death you are obliged to stay On the day of the call to arms Over the lands Laid low before darkest night On the day of the call to arms Our fate will be decided once again The armies are riding to the mountain That war was the time Where my journey began We walked from far away Toward the Mountain Where the home of the clan awaited His war was the time where our journey began He was the chosen one And claimed the Mountain Where the home of the dwarves is rising Is it war that corrupted the men? Or the prophecy is unfolding? Do we have enough time To demand a new life To prevent the death it's causing? When a tear's falling down to the sand And the grief of hope is rising Is it fate that is binding your hands When in life or in death you are obliged to stay On the day of the call to arms Over the lands laid low before darkest night On the day of the call to arms Our fate will be decided once again With a war till the end when The armies ride to the mountain They'll fight for a future Far away, far away The battle has begun Ahead of the mountain They'll fight for a future Far away, far away It's the battle of the five armies For the gold beneath the mountain stone They will fight in the battle of the five armies For the gold beneath the dragon's lair They will fight once again