The white hand, proud and strong by ruling the realm of Isengard, White as

consciousness of illuminated mind spirit became flesh, symbolized by the hand.

That's true cleanness, being able to raise the world out of its hinges and

create it new: Behold the banner's flying, it calls to join, because the

white hand prevails...



White Hand's Power to the realm of Isengard, White Hand's Elegance to the

Kings of Isengard White Hand's Supremacy to the ancestors of middle-earth

White Hand's Dominion to the end of the world...and to universe at next!!!



Marching southwards, orkish battlecries in air, heavy boots crush down

weakness in dust. Warriors executing inferior lifes by fireword: Submit or

die. Creatures of odd... Creatures of ill... Creatures of mud...

Degenerated by mixed blood! Submission, Submission, Submission

To the splendid kings of Isengard, to the race born of ice and flames!



White Hand's Power to the realm of Isengard, White Hand's Elegance to the

Kings of Isengard White Hand's Supremacy to the ancestors of middle-earth

White Hand's Dominion to the end of the world...and to universe at next!!!



[Lyrics by: JFN (Absurd)]