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The Prophecy of the North
Alex Lewis

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R:
Am                              F
Tears unnumbered ye shall shed
Am                   G
Echo off your lamentation
Am                          F
All things turn to evil end
               G                   Am
For the House of Fëanor

A:
Em                      Am
Thus spoke the herald
Dm                     Am
Stood high on a rock
Em                    Am
All the Noldor halted
G                         F
Dark words of shock

A:
Dark words fortelling
Then not understood
But woes indeed befell them
And nothing came to good

R: Tears unnumbered…

A:
Their oath shall drive them
Yet it will betray
Pursuit of those treasures
And always snatched away

A:
Dark words fortelling
Then not understood
But woes indeed befell them
And nothing came to good

R: Tears unnumbered…

A:
Dispossessed forever
Treason ye shall fear
Spilt the blood of kindred
That act shall cost you dear

A:
No sickness may assail you
Yet slain ye shall be
Your spirits come to Mandos
No pity there to meet

R: Tears unnumbered…

B:
C                                        G
We have sworn and not lightly
        Dm                       E
But one thing is not said
Am                                       G
That we shall be named cowards
         F                                Am
Our deeds shall last instead

B:
Of song is their matter
Until the end of days
We shall go on undaunted
            F                  G
From Aman undelayed

R: Tears unnumbered…

R: Tears unnumbered…

The house of Fëanor

For the house of Fëanor