Noldomírë

Fëanáro, Spirit of Fire,
fierce he fell in untamable ire,
blinded by grief he fought with pride
and claimed the kingship by birthright.

So you decided to leave beyond the deep,
I’m sad, and I’m shrouded by the burden of thy doom,
In disgrace you’ll remember this day,
when the sacred light of the Trees was lost.

Thou shalt die, in a blooded night,
with fire and greed you stride where Fate leads,
in this day we reclaim what we gained,
for the hoard, for the glory of us all!

“Hear in witness on the holy mountain,
this vow remember, Manwe and Varda!”

The sons stand with their mighty king
and swear the Oath that’s doomed to bring,
pain and sorrow upon their names
drive them to ruin and shame.

So you decided to leave beyond the sea,
I’m sad, and I’m shrouded by the burden of thy doom,
In despair you’ll remember this day,
when your wretched deeds brought the shadows upon us.

In wrath you proclaim your Oath!
On battlefield and in blood you fall!

“Hear in witness on the holy mountain,
this vow remember, Manwe and Varda!”

“Man yet unborn upon Middle-earth,
Neither law, nor league of swords,
Dread nor danger, not Doom itself
Shall defend him from Fëanáro’s kin,
Whoso hideth or hoardeth, or in hand taketh,
Finding keepeth or afar casteth
A Silmaril. This swear we all!”

Thou shalt die, in a blooded night,
with fire and greed you stride where Fate leads,
in this day we shall sail through the gale,
for the hoard, and for Fëanor the bold!

In wrath you proclaim your Oath!
On battlefield and in blood you fall!

“Hear in witness on the holy mountain,
this vow remember, Manwe and Varda!”

“in sacred bound the glory awaits
only those who shall be avenged,
so the war for the Jewels begins.”

“War of the Jewels has come!
War for the Jewels has begun!”

Leave and find them all, from ice and snow to the ends of the world.
Leave and find them all, we’ll take them back! This swear we all!