A misty path through woods long past and shrined in silence and runes will keep the secrets of Dol Guldur Far away and over the cold fold mountains our gleaming eyes are searching for a sign and down to the deepest dungeons and to the old forgotten lair We must leave now, before a new day breaks to search for the pale gold that once belonged to the forest
By the sounds of pounding hammers that sound like bells of the elves in our ears... we are still searching in the underground where our dark secrets sleep Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
