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Cold is the night, as our old rusty steel

But blade is still sharp, in the scabbard it sleeps

Long is the road, but still I have fate

That I Will get home, and my Maiden Will wait

Through the mines of the dwarfs

Through the kingdom of elves

Through the Ancient woods

Guarded by Ents

To the fires of Mordor

To the Sauron's Eye

Dwarfs, men and elves

Ride side by side

Black is the might, of old precious ring

That no one should own, nor beggar nor king

Close down the gates, light up Amon Din

Gondor shall fall, the batlle is near