When Morgoth in that day of doom
Has slain the trees and filled with gloom
The shining land of Valinor
Then Feanor and his sons have sworn
The mighty oath upon the hill
Where darkness fell and time stand still
Wrought the wars and sorrow in the world
Many were swords of valiant war-lords
Nor mighty god not moveless fate
Shall defend him from wraith and hate
The trice enchanted globes of light
That shine until the final night