Текст песни Сауроныч - Песня первого назгула

The third day of marching troops
The Witch King
The third day in the saddle, I'm hard
And of course hurt
I poraskinul brains
Pulling the hood
Obscures Review
In his eyes, he slips

I angmarsky Warlock
I go to war in Gondor
40000 idiots
In Minas Tirith am
Sauron plague me
Very cool is broken
In a war where fear and terror
He sent me a goat

I have a lot of emotions
There are in fact may Preben
And so you want quiet
A couple of thousand years to live
Dark night of lagburza
I tried to slip away
But I caught the orcs
Resulted in lagburz again

There's a very long time the lord
I spoke of morality
And then a purple eye
Three hours I was bored
I said: Figs with thee
Rend your Morgoth
Okay, I bear Gondor
And I went camping

The third night I dream ***
Princess ***
40 pink mukakov
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And still I dream hobbit
With a long knife arnorskim
He threatened to kill me,
Bristle, dude.

And in all my misery
Sauron just blame
Above him, I have no power
All the terrible poison of revenge
Do not see him salvation
Kohl fall Minas Tirith
Turn back the troops
Barad-dur was not tired.