In Dwarven Halls

by Khazaddum

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    1.The Grey thus Commands
    2.Durin's Bane
    3. Thorin Oakenshield

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In Dwarven Halls was recorded and mixed at Belle City Sound by Chris Wisco

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released November 17, 2015

Luka Djordjevic - Vocals
Alex Rausa - Guitar
Tony Cannizzaro- Bass
Peter Kissane - Drums

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Khazaddum Milwaukee, Wisconsin

Khazaddum is a J.R.R. Tolkien based death metal band from Milwaukee Wisconsin. Established in 2014, the goal was to create music that captured the epic feel and scope of storytelling comprising the immense Tolkien mythology. Drawing influences from death metal greats such as Nile, Morbid Angel, and Behemoth, Khazaddum caries on the tradition of both a technical and melodic approach. ... more

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Track Name: The Grey Thus Commands
Draw His Ire, Lord of Fire

Rise now Durin's Bane, Rise thou Shadow's flame,
you who stood with Melkor, since the world was young.
Rise now Morgoth's stain, Rise thou Maiar's shame,
you who was steeped in carnage, from the first song sung.
Rise now Morgoth's stain, Rise thou Maiar's shame,
you who was steeped in carnage, from the first song sung.

Ancient Hate, Shall Not Pass...
To this Realm, From the Past...

Rise now Durin's Bane Rise thou, Shadow's flame,
you who stood with Melkor since the, world was young.
Rise now Morgoth's stain Rise thou, Maiar's shame,
you who's steeped in carnage from the, first song sung.

Lord of Fire, Draw His Ire

Thing, so vile... vulgar pyre, to, the dark... must embark.

Durin's Somber Dirge... Shall Not Pass
From The Depths of Hell... Shall Not Pass
From Thine Putrid Tomb... Shall Not Pass
Foul Phantom Lord... From The Past

Gandalf Grey, Thus Commands
Mithrandir, Takes His Stance
Track Name: Durin's Bane
Flee now Mithrandir, tread ye not, where the mighty slumber.
Fly now loathsome wizard, lest these stone halls, be your, bone yard.
Flee now Mithrandir, tread ye not, where the mighty slumber.
Fly now loathsome wizard, lest these stone halls, be your, bone yard.

Sorcerer, servant swine, wasting, aeons, implement, of Valar, intent.
I have raged, across lands, that have sunk, in ages past, burning kings, on pyre wings.

Dwarf lords, brought low, by my wrath, dare ye challenge, my path
Gravely shall, your insults cost your, fellowship, stake lost.
Gandalf Stormcrow, to me bow, Olorin dog, kneel to me now.

Rising, Durin's Bane, Rising Shadow's flame,
I who stood, with Melkor, since world, was young.
Rising, Morgoth's stain, Rising Maiar's shame,
I who's steeped, in carnage, from first, song sung.

Flee now Mithrandir, tread ye not, where the mighty slumber.
Fly now loathsome wizard, lest these stone halls, be your, bone yard.
Flee now Mithrandir, tread ye not, where the mighty slumber.
Fly now loathsome wizard, lest these stone halls, be your, bone yard.

You... Shall Not Pass!
You... Shall Not Pass!
You... Shall Not Pass!
You... Shall Not Pass!

Die, Mithrandir, burn through time, my scourge, thus inclined!
Die, Mithrandir, burn through time, my scourge, thus inclined!
Die, Mithrandir, burn through time, my scourge, thus inclined!
Track Name: Thorin Oakenshield
Thorin son of Thrain exiled king, did not heed.
The lessons of Durin aristocracy.
On a shield of Oak he bore the promise
of Dwarven autonomy.

Long the years, since his valor,
Echoed halls, of Khazad-Dum
Fervent drive, for the Arkenstone,
shall lead his kinfolk, to their tomb.

Thorin son of Thrain exiled king, did not heed.
The lessons of Durin aristocracy.
On a shield of Oak he bore the promise
of Dwarven autonomy.

Long the years, since his valor,
Echoed halls, of Khazad-Dum
Fervent drive, for the Arkenstone,
shall lead his kinfolk, to their tomb.
The Golden Drake, with help defeated.
Thorin sat, upon his throne.
The king again, had made concessions.
To hold his, precious Arkenstone.

As, the battle, of five, armies
boiled, middle earth, into, a roar.
Brave, the children, of Lord, Durin
proved, themselves then, to be, once more.

Mortally, wounded king, hero's eyes, darkening.
Mighty Beorn, from the pitch, of battle, stole Thorin
Final breath, “friend” he spoke, breaking through, goblin horde.
Bilbo Bold, gifted back, Oakenshield, Arkenstone.