Gandalf rode fast and tight And hounds follow in his steps Darkest gloom beyond Man’s defeat draws near Spirits adrift, faster than wind The Riding Overlords Flooding endless night Out from the orbs of fire From dusk to dawn The nine ones keep on their ride White wizards and blackened knights, The Riding Overlords Golden mantles flutter at wind in the hours of doubt Godfathers, masters of pits help us out this grave Far at east, shadows turns red – open the gates Frost at heart, skies on fire ….hell is unleashed!