Howard Shore
Misty Mountains
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns cold
We must away ere break of day
To find our long forgotten gold
The pines we4e roaring on the height
The winds were moaning in the night
The fire was red it flaming spread
The trees like torches blazed with light
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