Naur

Nestled in the mountains blue In elder days, in Ered Luin Dwelt the sturdy broadbeam host Within the halls of Belegost Off they marched with Noldorin To battle Angband cruel and grim At their head stood Azaghal Noble king in mountain hall Axe in hand, upon his crown Brightly sat the dragon helm But broadbeam host brave and true Would not return to mountains blue Late they came to battle fought Against the beasts of Angband wrought Upon the host of Maedhros firm Game Glaurung's brood wicked worm Among their ranks to prove their bane Betrayed they were by kin of Ulfang Against this swelling host of war Fell back the sons of F