As I gaze into my crystal ball, I'll tell you what I see Slowly but surely it's genocide, the fate that we shall meet We say we are the civilized, none
I think I'm losing my innocence I'm out to get what I can get I'd put it down to experience But I haven't had any yet What does it take to get to you
Hides under a bridge, Where he can t be seen. Huddled under a bankside, Staring into a stream. Wanna cross this bridge, Well better be aware. There
, with victory in hand. But the last true believers rise up from the land, Howling our metal we light up the world, And the banner of Ungol is proudly
I shiver when I remember The things that I have seen I know the light, I know the Night I have walked with things unseen I have been a king invincible
Thunder howls, the king will rise again The time has come, to pay for all your sins Silence shattered by his gasping cries His savage touch will end your
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Pray you never kneel To the master of the pit Violently stirring their brew of corruption Lords of the dark summon certain destruction Pray you never
The cry has arisen across the land We're choked by the grip of the iron hand The sting of the whip the toll of the bell We ravage the world with one foot
Mighty warrior raise your sword against the seething chaos horde Sworn to serve but taught to hate the unseen masters of your fate Nadsokor Mighty balance
As you stand before the gates of hell the future so unclear As you stand before the gates of hell the devil draws you near War Eternal The doomed one
Underneath the new born sun, Man and beast rejoice as one, They cast aside their age-old kings, Smash their chains and spread their wings. Their
A long way from our home Destined to roam Where the sun won't shine Under silver moon Wandering through woods Where life still exists Prisoner of Ring
The doomed one s fallen armies sound the tolling of the bell, While sin and death stand silent guard outside the Gates of Hell. He slowly spreads his
The tangled web is slowly woven by feeble leaders mankind's chosen To satisfy their evil dreams the churning gears of war machines With iron will they