I feel again... beyond the mortal world I see
A cold harsh wind is blowing through the trees, surrounded by night
The day has come, when the king comes up
Against the mighty tower, where the evil strikes from east
And horns recall blood!
In the silence we march
Standing with no dread
We're ready for the war
And of Men I'll be the king!
The silence rules around
We waiting for a sign
Standing with no dread
We're ready for the war
And of Men I'll be the king!
A ghostly shade runs among their souls
A cold harsh wind is blowing through the trees, surrounded by night
The day has come, when the Dark Lord rises
Against the mankind glory, where the evil strikes from within
The treacherous will make you fall
Bleak and bare are Umbar shores
Darkened will be the realm
The faults all we know
A fear was set in the heart of men
And still their spirit were lead astray
For our salvation spread your fire
Your fire! Desire!
Follow my lead and your fire!