Strongmen from the woods
Spirit of the nature
One part of their essence
Hate against the orcs
Running in their veins
The anger that grows
In the form of the bear
Living lives of their own
Caring not the outside world
Great secret they hide
Shape changers, the Beorning tribe
Hate against the orcs
Running in their veins
The anger that grows
In the form of the bear
Beware their claws
Sharp teeth and deadly jaws
You have no chance
To fight with the Beorning
Creatures of darkness
The poison of the earth
Remember your strength
The mark of the bear
The mark of the bear
Huge part of their soul
Cherish the life
Yavanna's child
From the Anduin vales Strongmen from the woods Spirit of the nature One part of their essence Hate against the orcs Running in their veins The anger that grows In the form of the bear Living lives of their own Caring not the outside world Great secret they hide Shape changers, the Beorning tribe Hate against the orcs Running in their veins The anger that grows In the form of the bear Beware their claws Sharp teeth and deadly jaws You have no chance To fight with the Beorning Creatures of darkness The poison of the earth Remember your strength The mark of the bear The mark of the bear Huge part of their soul Cherish the life Yavanna's child Explain Request ×
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