Terror rules the midnight sky Under the watch of the lidless eye Out from Mordor ride the nine On foul wings they fly Attack all sides and from above 'Til Minas Tirith is but dust Sauron's legions thirst for blood Never shall they kill enough
Raping Minas Tirith The white tower is falling Breaking Minas Tirith The white tower crumbles as the white tree burns
From Minas Morgul the ring bearer hangs The prize that he carried is Sauron's again He who would be king hangs his head low in shame Elendil's heir falls by Isildur's bane With the one ring back upon Sauron's hand The time has come for the doom of man The free peoples make one more hopeless last stand But the dark lord controls the land
STORM OF ASHES!
Now that Gondor has fallen Its ruins are set ablaze The remnants of mankind's existence Are buried in a storm of ashes Storm of ashesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
