The Black Mare

Crack of thunder, sound of rain across the endless fields

As we speed towards the night upon a steed that never yields

Black as the night, swift as the wind and eyes of emerald green

In restless flight our journey takes us further east

The seventh day we reach the west trail through the Nethermoor

Guides us through the mist

Across the river past the grey stones of Ne'anthor

Stars shine our way

Journey into far away and to forgotten lands

And here by my side she will ride there with me

To the home of her kind

I see creatures from old stories I thought make believe

Crawling in the shades with thousand eyes they gaze upon me

She lifts her head up like she senses unseen enemies

In the black of night a shadow watches over me

On the second moon we set out east for Val'inthor

Where her kindred dwell

We pass the mighty ruined citadels of ancient lore

Moon lights her way

Journey into far away and to forgotten lands

And here by my side she will ride there with me

To the home of her kind

Ghostly specters, faded wanderers that gone before

Reveals the passage through the river to the northern shore

Something dwells within the dark I sense we're not alone

Though I know it cannot pass beyond the warding stones

Before the break of fall we stand before the sacred realm

Where her kindred dwell

We make camp in crumbling temples by the raging ford

Light shine our way

Journey into far away and to forgotten lands

And here by my side she will ride there with me

To the home of her kind

Journey into far away and to forgotten lands

And here by my side she will ride there with me

She's the queen of her kind