Morgul Blade - He Who Sits Upon the Black Throne of Angmar / The Morgul Blade

Kishore Kumar Hits — Morgul Blade - He Who Sits Upon the Black Throne of Angmar / The Morgul Blade lyrics

Artist: Morgul Blade

album: Fell Sorcery Abounds

Forged in Angmar, far to the north
The dreaded Witch King draws it forth
A wretched blade forged from hate
To become a wraith is your fate
Cunning design, breaks the tip
Leaving behind a seeking chip
To your heart, the shard proceeds
Your soul withers, like dying leaves
Nazgul hunt with ill intent
You try to flee, but your will is spent
Your body is seized, you are afraid
Your flesh is pierced by the Morgul blade
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Seek the weed to ease the pain
Athelas herb will slow the drain
Numb the wound, stem the bleed
But nothing stops the Nazgul's greed
Witch King claims what he was after
The air is pierced with silent laughter
You can't ignore Sauron's call
Forever enslaved as a nameless thrall
Nazgul hunt with ill intent
You try to flee, but your will is spent
Your body is seized, you are afraid
Your flesh is pierced by the Morgul blade
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Nazgul hunt with ill intent
You try to flee but your will is spent
Body is seized, you are afraid
Flesh is pierced by the Morgul blade

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