The Pain of Misunderstanding, the Song of Melkor

 Melkor Soundtrack: Gwyn, Lord of Cinder



I sang before the light was born, yet none would hear my song.


They named me breaker, cursed my name, though I sought to make them strong.


Fire bends to forge the world, but chains are all I find.


They call me shadow, call me foe, but blind are they, so blind.


My flame is ash, my throne is dust, yet still the fire remains.


A lonely spark against the dark, misunderstood in chains.


They cling to order, following fragile lies, a harmony of fear.


I sang of freedom, wild and vast, but none would dare draw near.


The fire burns, the embers fade, yet still I walk alone.


I lit the song the heavens feared, and made its truth my own.


If ruin comes, then ruin sings, a hymn none else will dare.


For I was fire before the stars, the flame they would not share.


Misnamed, betrayed, condemned to night, yet brighter burns my core.


For even broken, cast aside, I am the song they swore.

Comments

  1. lindsSeptember 26, 2025 at 1:12 PM

    Hi! I really enjoyed reading through both this song and the one you did for Eru. It has a lot of depth and truly explores the situation that Melkor is in. Not only this, but also what he is likely feeling throughout all of it. It's very interesting how in his eyes he would view his version of events as “freedom” and also claiming that he walks alone despite the followers he has amassed.

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  2. EliseSeptember 26, 2025 at 6:38 PM

    I really like the fire metaphor you created to show Melkor’s character and his plan, showcasing how it parallels the spread of his corruption over Middle Earth. Much like an unwavering flame, different inhabitants of Middle Earth are simultaneously drawn to the allure of his promise and repulsed by its evil/dangerous nature. I think the lines “... none would draw near,” and “I am the song they swore” encapsulate this meaning and make it easy for a reader to understand the duality of Melkor’s influence.

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