Born with eons of sorrow Cursed son of Hurin Crossed the mountains of shadow Exiled from Dor Lomin Onward the hidden kingdom Away from the eyes of Morgoth Bearing the helm of his fathers Crafted by gold and grey steel
Out of the land of Doriath He followed the ancestors call An army of lawless by his side Became the fear of the orcs Gurthang spread blood and disaster The time for battle has come The serpent will die from the chosen No one can escape the black sword
Dragonhelm, ruler of blacksword and steel Lord of fate
Pride of the great house of Hador Shield me from wound and from death Strike in the fury of battle As the dragon that lies on the crest Fear in the hearts of beholders The powers of Hurin grow strong The serpent will die from the chosen No one can escape the black sword
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