Osculum Infame - Девять призраков кольца | Текст песни

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In the malignant spirit of Sauron the Damned
Where born the fabulous Rings of Power
Their work of domination started with Ancient Kings,
Warriors and Wizards -
Perverted by glory and power
Became the slave of the Lord of the Ring:
Spectral were their appearances
As though mere shadows in darkness...

Nazgël, damned souls of the tenebrous Lord...
The Night walks with them:
Death howls from their mouths
Knights of Chaos, riding obscure Dragons...
Horrifying apparitions led by the madness
Of the Prince of barad-Dër

With a blind devotion
The Army of Mordor gathered about
The sinister towers of Minas Morgul
A cursed fortress for the Black Ghosts;
Where forbidden sorcery is practiced.
The beginning of War, marching
To an epic battle against golden armour:
The Chronicle of the Infinite Quest

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