"Minas Morghul Awakes"

In the lair of The Witch King
The voice calls like thunder
Spewing madness into the air
On wings of black terror

Minas Morghul awakes
Marching doom and demons
As we watch from the winding stairs
Fearing hope is gone

Sending forth his legions
In clouds of smoke and fire
The dreaded Witch King
Answers his master's call

And beneath black beating wings
As the ring secretly climbs
The stairs of Cirith Ungol
Minas Morghul awakes