My heart for your word Ered Endrin,
and watch your folk, tired and small
All hope lies in its last breath.

You wont fear us, for we wont bring you anything,
but a faded spirit,
the essence of my frost cries.

(Frost and Ice destroy)

My heart for your word, Dor Daedeloth,
You have seen the journey of time,
and let us half mortal beings,
take part of the truth
and the solidtude of mankind for ever.

Wherever we go, wherever we stand
silence covers the bloodsoaked land
And so we pass the mountains of Ered Gorgoroth

Five shilluettes are crossing the planes
to the wide opened forest of the west,
on and on they are traveling
in the direction of Hithlum
called Nebelland that made me a King for eternity.