The King of the Golden Hall - mask, Howard Shore

He laered hine ridan

And wealdan mece

And standan f?

st

And feond ne forhtian

Nu he sceal leornian

??t hearde so?:

He raerede his cnapa

Of cilde to menn

??t he his dea?

geseo

Se feond w?

s simble mid heom

Se feond ne reccede ege

'He taught him to ride

To wield a sword

To stand strong

And show his enemy no fear

Now he must learn

The hard truth:

That he had brought his boy

From childhood

So that he might face his death

Like a man

The enemy was always with them

The enemy did not care about fear.'