The Darkness has come Back from where it had been The Witch-King arises And the light fades away Black Numenorean your soul once so mighty How has fallen in disgrace unmerciful undead King Once you were King of men now King of the dead On your throne... The rain's falling down over the ruins The pain and the sorrow are washed away All across the ancient land of the King The lost Kingdom of Arnor It lies in decay forgotten by all The Evil now rules Supreme Dark is the realm Of the Witch-King of Angmar Armies on His side marching off to war Dark is the realm Of the Witch-King of Angmar The Dark Lord has come A Black Glory shall reign Immortal his soul the King of the dead Through pain rules the world And vengeance shall bring Corrupting the men enslaving their hearts Lord of the Nazgûl ride servant of Chaos Bringer of death ride Lord of the Nazgûl ride Let's spread your black wings and scream your Triumph