My heart for your word Ered Endrin, and watch your folk, tired and small All hope lies in its last breath. You wont fear us, for we wont bring you anything, but a faded spirit, the essence of my frost cries. (Frost and Ice destroy) My heart for your word, Dor Daedeloth, You have seen the journey of time, and let us half mortal beings, take part of the truth and the solidtude of mankind for ever. Wherever we go, wherever we stand silence covers the bloodsoaked land And so we pass the mountains of Ered Gorgoroth Five shilluettes are crossing the planes to the wide opened forest of the west, on and on they are traveling in the direction of Hithlum called Nebelland that made me a King for eternity.