Old Númenórean warrior: Power will lead to glory Under some red clouds war Soldiers prepare your armours For a war like never before Aman is a new dimension Making peace is our last intention
Dreamers and warriors coming Weapons of gold and steel Brothers and sisters running To the madness of their king (I's) never told the reason why Evil deep inside my mind
Like an old wreck I lie Through hope and despair Evil thoughts on my mind Like a river they run Faithful shall be put to death You better sail, sail away Our domain will grow, kings of the world
Everyone fear our power Once they were friends to us People escape our soldiers The Old World is posthumous I'll never give the reason why Just a walk on a thin dead line
Like an old wreck I lie Through hope and despair Evil thoughts on my mind Like a river they run Faithful shall be put to death You better sail, sail, away Our domain will grow, king of the world
Strong as God I am No one can stop me now Elendil and his sons Straight to the east they'll go Immortal like an ocean's whale Just a deadly slow decay
'gainst the power of the Gods Like a river I'll flow When I'll get to that shore I'll declare it ?My world? He's the strongest king on earth King of Gods and men Our domain will grow, under dark red clouds war