Текст песни Dawn of Oblivion — The Witchking

I brought you here to serve your Masters will
To crush the Empire of Light
My proud soldiers, prepare to kill
Hoist the banner of death
Legions of the Evil Eye
Haradrims, Variags and Orcs
We're marching out as Gondor will die

The Witchking desires tormenting of the souls
Creation of the martyrs and triumph on the Pelennor field
The Witchking desires insidious lies to manipulate
This wraith of cold dark breath will make those creatures yield

Follow me for the final torture
Endless nights, we will prevail
Now raise your swords
Harsh throats cries a malice hail
Overshadowed by black magic
Bide your time for longevities
Those nefarious that fall behind
Wait here for Sauron to question your sins

Overshadowed by black magic
Bide your time for longevities
Those nefarious that fall behind
Wait here for Sauron to question your sins