Текст песни Сауроныч - Битва ангмарцев

The sky is lit with fire
Well, forward, there are few of us left
We are children of freedom, we are warriors of Angmar
May horror, may death be our road

And with a clank two terrible rati knock together -
A huge detachment with a handful of wounded warriors.
One to thirty and crazy looks
Take them with us - they are worthy of death.

Like a flash, a black banner will rise
Swords will rise in the funeral salute.
For them, we will remain just enemies -
Free in the soul, then no longer people ...

And a flock of ravens rose above the mountains
And the rocks were deafened by a terrible clank,
And a black banner was trampled into the mud.
The grave is one - that means we lie down all at once.

And the eyes of the dying were filled with pain.
Last blow. We have already lost everything.
All that we got is just a shield to the head of the head
And warm blood on shiny metal.

Well king, this is our reward
A cruel end, but we all knew that.
We leave into the darkness, we do not need to be escorted
All as they wanted, all the way they dreamed.