We heard the horns in the hills ringing

The swords shinning in the South Kingdom

Steeds went striding to the Stoninland

As winds in the morning


Long now they sleep

Under Gondor´s greenful grass

They left in kindled war

Towards the Great Eye of Mordor


Grey now as tears gleaming silver

We cry for the renowned or nameless

At sunset foam dyed with blood flamed

Red fell the dew in Rammas Echor


In the outskirts, near Minas Tirith

The strikers prepare up for departure

Gimli, Legolas, Aragorn and Gandalf,

The brave sons of Elrond and Dúnedain...


...They ride by the valley of the Anduin

Passing Osgiliath after green Ithilien

Until reaching the Black Door

Hoping that the Bearer and Sam

Fulfil the Mission


The Éphel Duath at the front now they are

In the Crossroads they deliberate

To Minas Morgul or to Morannon?

Gandalf firmly advised

To the Black Door!!!


Next to the third day from the departure

A hundred miles separates from the Shadow

Save forever King Elessar

Three times at the day they shout


The long march continued, Nâzgul following

At the sixth day from leaving Minas Tirith

Before Kirith Gorgor

The forces are diminished by horror!


At the morning they get prepared

For being before the Morannon

[Gandalf:] "Show yourself Dark Lord of Mordor!!!"

The door's fold loud roared

Before the Black Liutenant


The Emissary of Barad-dûr

Shows up the elfic grey cape

It was from Frodo

The horror surrounds now to all

Gandalf takes it from him

Any covenant is denied!


The total ruin embraced to all

Frodo and Sam were now captured

At that dark moment one worse came

Orquish helmets sounded everywhere!


Mordor followers!

Started their announce!


From the Elrod Lithui

The troops were lowered

Nâzgul watching out, darkening the light

In an infected mist the Faith...

...went away!!!


A stormful proclaim emerged from incoming Trolls

The blood ran through the Morannon field

Pippin managed revenge for Beregond...!


...Killing the Great Lord Troll!

Arranging himself to DIE!


A signal comes, arrives from the upper skies:

Gwaihir the Eagle aids but the Destiny wants more!


The Ring faces the Orodruin in flames!!!