Amrod

A fire in the night
An ocean burning bright
A fear raged in Fëanor
As he bathed in the light
The ships were burned in scorn
Yet by the break of dawn
The Doom of Mandor
Already had begun.

Denied his wife’s request
Left her in the west
To wallow in misery
No sons for her caress
Consumed by furious rage
And lusting for the jewels
Fëanor was guided
By forces grim and cruel.

Go forth with Fëanor, Lord of all
Lest you abandon the oath that we have sworn
Go forth and leave me here, whilst ablaze I feel no pain
My life is penance for the kin that we have slain.

Fleeing on the seas
Finarfin left in sorrow
Fingolfin was left ashore
Abandoned to the snow
As storms raged all around
They lost all sight of land
Darkened voices called on them
Your doom is at hand.

Go forth with Fëanor, Lord of all
Lest you abandon the oath that we have sworn
Go forth and leave me here, whilst ablaze I feel no pain
My life is penance for the kin that we have slain.

Unnumbered tears shall fall
Valinor will be walled
To evil ends you all will fail
All for the kinslaying at Aqualonde.