Turin’s Madness

He arrived at the banks of Narog
Flagless soldier without land
And in Nargothrond then he planted
The ambition of his strong hand
Insane bearer of his destruction
For doom with him lay

With his pride he defied the Darkness
And he fired the fierce affray
With his pride he defied the Darkness
For a fate that he could not sway

Hunter in the woods, predator and prey
(Pursued by a fate that he could not sway)
The Elf-man with dark hair, the fighter on thе plain
He was the cursed onе, undone by his disdain