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Corpus Cacophonous
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: A green and pleasant land
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Well, it's going to be difficult to beat TORE in the humour stakes. The Pie or the Cider is destined to become a Shire pub classic.
So I shall try to strike a more pensive chord in this round. Look, I have even removed my pots and pans, since they are not in keeping with the reflective nature of the song that I have chosen for this performance. It is sung in the style of Glorfindel, while recouperating from his fatal struggle with the Balrog in the Halls of Mandos (to the tune of Vienna by Ultravox). She mourns in the cold halls Grieving death in the mortal plane Crying and weeping Her tears in the dark wept for pity’s claim So mystic and soulful Her voice reaching out in a healing cry It stays with me until The feeling is comforting you and I It cleans suffering from me This cleans suffering from me Ah, Nienna Her music is grieving Mournful tears for Ezellohar’s twins Bathing and cleansing Alone in the halls as the darkness brings A cool empty silence The warmth of her heart under Námo’s eye It aids convalescence The anguish has gone when I hear her cry It cleans suffering from me This cleans suffering from me Ah, Nienna [String solo] She cleans suffering from me This cleans suffering from me Ah, Nienna
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