Ilmarion
Dragonland Lyrics


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[Music: Holmlid; Lyrics: Mörck]

["It is said that the most beautiful sunset in the Realms is that viewed from Havenshore, as the fiery sun disc turns the Great Sea into an ocean of molten gold. The fresh breeze of the sea, the gulls calling over windswept dunes of sand and the tranquil comings and goings of an idyllic village; such a place is not an easy one to leave behind, but great is the yearning for adventure in a young heart. Precisely what made the Islander hoist the sails with but a few comrades eludes even me, but after he crossed the borders to our lands, our beloved Val'inthor of many glades, he often spoke of fervent dreams that haunted him every single night.
A dark robed figure, drawing ever nearer for each sweat soaked night and the promilse of grim deeds and opressive tyranny. Though there was also hope in these dreams; a vague and distant voice calling out to him, drawing his gaze towards the east, to the Old World which he had heard so many a story of as a young boy.
The visage called him by a name unknown to him, in a tongue never uttered on the shores of the Great Isle since before the time of the First King; the name was one which would not leave the hearts of men for a thousand years. That name was Ilmarion."]




Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Dragonland's song Ilmarion describe a young Islander who leaves behind the picturesque and peaceful village of Havenshore in search of adventure. The beauty of the sunset and the tranquility of the village are juxtaposed with the Islander's yearning for something more, something beyond the familiarity of his home. The reason for his departure is unknown, but the song suggests that it may have been driven by the character's desire to escape the monotonous routine of his everyday life.


However, the Islander's departure is also tainted with a sense of foreboding. In his dreams, he is visited by a dark robed figure who promises him a future of grim deeds and oppressive tyranny. Despite this, the Islander is drawn towards the Old World, where he hears whispers of a name that has not been spoken for a thousand years - Ilmarion. This name represents something mysterious and powerful that calls out to him beyond the seas and across the borders of his land.


The lyrics of Ilmarion suggest that the Islander's journey is one of both excitement and danger. It is a quest for something unknown, yet powerful, that lies beyond the horizon. It is also a journey that is fraught with uncertainty and peril, as the Islander must overcome the dark forces that threaten to extinguish his dreams before they can be realized.


Line by Line Meaning

It is said that the most beautiful sunset in the Realms is that viewed from Havenshore, as the fiery sun disc turns the Great Sea into an ocean of molten gold.
Havenshore is known for the stunning sunset where the sun sets behind the Great Sea, transforming it into a golden ocean.


The fresh breeze of the sea, the gulls calling over windswept dunes of sand and the tranquil comings and goings of an idyllic village; such a place is not an easy one to leave behind, but great is the yearning for adventure in a young heart.
Havenshore is a peaceful and idyllic village, and leaving it behind is difficult. However, the Islander yearns for adventure and can't resist the call of the unknown.


Precisely what made the Islander hoist the sails with but a few comrades eludes even me, but after he crossed the borders to our lands, our beloved Val'inthor of many glades, he often spoke of fervent dreams that haunted him every single night.
No one knows exactly what drove the Islander to set sail with a small group of companions. But after reaching the lands of Val'inthor, he talked about vivid dreams that kept him up every night.


A dark robed figure, drawing ever nearer for each sweat soaked night and the promilse of grim deeds and opressive tyranny.
In the Islander's dreams, a sinister figure approaches closer every night, promising dark deeds and oppressive tyranny.


Though there was also hope in these dreams; a vague and distant voice calling out to him, drawing his gaze towards the east, to the Old World which he had heard so many a story of as a young boy.
Despite the darkness in his dreams, there is also a voice calling out to the Islander and making him look eastward toward the Old World, which he has heard stories about since he was young.


The visage called him by a name unknown to him, in a tongue never uttered on the shores of the Great Isle since before the time of the First King; the name was one which would not leave the hearts of men for a thousand years.
In his dreams, the strange figure calls the Islander a name he has never heard before, in a language that hasn't been spoken on the Great Isle for centuries. This name will be remembered for a thousand years.


That name was Ilmarion.
The name that the Islander was called in his dreams was Ilmarion.




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