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The Secret of Negankerdak - Clamavi De Profundis

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"The Secret of Negankerdak" is an original song we wrote taking place in an original fantasy world. The song centers on a pure and unbreakable material, "black diamond" and a sword naturally formed of this material. This is the 2nd part of 4 of our "Legend of Negankerdak" series. We hope you enjoy it:).

We wrote the lyrics, composed, and arranged the piece. My family sang it.

Artwork by:
Chris Johnson
https://www.thebeardedbrushandblade.com

Song Description:
This 2nd part centers on the good dwarf, Mordaar, who is digging in a mine for black diamond. He falls into a pit and finds a door where the guardian Rilfar has sealed the sword, Negankerdak. He learns of the sword's secret and is chosen to guard it until its rightful purpose can be fulfilled.

Please no bad language in the comments. We want this to be family friendly:) Thank you!

Lyrics:

The Secret of Negankerdak

(Dwarves)
Ages have passed since EarthWrought was lost,
And for our people great was the cost.
Quests were begun where Unforged was sought
At rumors of finding fierce wars were fought.
We are now broken, our great ones have died
Lightcatcher is gone, in grief set aside.
Yet when a dwarf sees the diamond black,
His heart remembers Negankerdak...

Mordaar Morthain in the Noddyrock mined,
Eagerly delving for treasures to find.
This stouthearted dwarf was humble and true
Honest souls like his in our day are few.

He followed what seemed a black diamond trail,
But it brought him near the accursed Black Vale
Corrupt, full of snares, deception its mark.
A deep crevice caught him he fell in the dark.

Mordaar came to a cave of light, soft and dim
To Irna’s own heart his fall had brought him
With fountains and pools, with airy lightstreams,
And wells for wisdom, and inspired dreams.

His footsteps soft, he trod the smooth floor,
And found in the wall a small, gleaming door,
With a sign of a moon, of deep earthen brown,
And a sign of a sword the full moon did crown.

Then spoke a deep voice within his mind,
Firm as the rock, yet noble and kind:

(Rilfar)
“Know, little dwarf, it was from Vordan fear
That I hid away what you will find here.
It was dwarven conceit, beyond measure,
That prompted me to remove their treasure.
Too quickly I came in far off season,
But could not to them reveal the reason.
Yet do you suppose they could have perceived
That I came for their good would they have believed?”

Mordaar, amazed, with a trembling hand,
Pressing his palm on the granite brand,
Unsealed the door where a Sword lay hid,
Warily, whispering as he did:

(Mordaar)
‘‘It was no demon, but a Guardian true
I see it now, from his very own hue.
Negankerdak, here long laid to rest,
By mighty Rilfar, a Guardian blest.”

Then a soft voice he heard within,
Light and dark, heavy and thin
Negankerdak, by no hand made,
A blue light shining within its blade:

(Negankerdak)
“To the dwarves I was commended,
But not for dwarf my use intended.
Another there is I must employ,
The world to save, or to destroy.
Think not this blade as yours to own
Think what hand made you, flesh and bone.
Are not our days by another cast,
In this world so deep and vast?
To spend ourselves for another’s sake,
My fate and yours, each we take.”

Silent, in awe, the Sword in his hand,
Aware it was not his to command,
With wondering mind and a heart that yearned,
Mordaar’s steps toward home he turned.

Forever, I will be seeking you.

posted by orodjeoz