Túrin Son of Húrin

Cold winds blow through the chamber where you born
Dark hair and fiery spirit of your father
The path is gloomy and your fate leads you astray
From your home and heart you were forced to leave far away
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For years you stayed with elves till you became a man
Tall and proud, you grew up in peaceful lands
But no one can escape from the destiny
You’ll be remebered for your name, ‘cause you are

“You want to be a master of your fate
And believe still that you can win this fight
But anger kills as surely as a blade
And so is dimmed for you a peaceful life. ”

Over what I have done
Over what I really am
Adanedhel they call me
Agarwaen I name myself

Over what I have done
Over what I really am
Mormegil they call me
Turambar I am