Blight from Mordor marching for war,
threatening the lands of Elves, Dwarves and Men.
Foes are mighty and led by Sauron,
the master of secret black arts.

Blight that comes, pack your pride, unite for war.
Chaos that seeps, evil that crawls, bigger than grudge.
Time you loose, closer they are, through the black gates,
Orcs in arms, goblin arrows's, Sauron's sword.

Elves of the woods and Rivendel,
Dwarves of the mountains and men of Middle earth.
Time to unite and battle for thee,
no hope in struggle, all alone in war.

Dwarven axes and Elven arrows,
will be the key in front line assault.
Knights of men and cavalries,
will shatter the Orcs, Goblins and Trolls.

Blight that comes, pack your pride, unite for war.
Chaos that seeps, evil that crawls, bigger than grudge.
Time you loose, closer they are, through the black gates,
Orcs in arms, goblin arrows's, Sauron's sword.

Elves of the woods and Rivendel,
Dwarves of the mountains and men of Middle earth.
Time to unite and battle for thee,
no hope in struggle, all alone in war.

Into war, united you go,
fell your foes and smell your freedom.
Battle the evil for your homelands,
fell down Sauron the Dark Lord of Mordor.

Heroes of might and magic.
Heroes of might and magic.

March!

March to the trenches, to meet the horde.
Horde of Sauron, for one last stand.
Prepare your men, for the fight,
march to doom or a new beginning.

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