The Misty Moutain's Cold

Far over the misty mountains cold

To dungeons deep and caverns old 

We must away, ere break of day, 

To find our long-forgotten gold. 

The pines were 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. 

Far over the misty mountains cold

To dungeons deep and caverns old 

We must away, ere break of day, 

To find our long-forgotten gold. 

The pines were 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. 

P.S.: Uma das várias versões da música dos anões de Tolkein.

As Above, So Below: "Assim na Terra como no Inferno"

Inferno de Dante, em "A Divina Comédia": Narrativa da Descida ao Inferno

(Mapa do Inferno. Ilustração de Sandro Botticelli)

Faun: Walpurgisnacht