Red light fall on the river
As they cross it one by one
Silver light is sparkling
And the night is filled with a whisper
What someone calls a lake
The wizard calls the entry
And with the seal only he could break

One word, is spoken by the choir
A rhyme, and it's opening the door
Fighting, the ryche of Mordor
Fighting, fighting for the ring
Fighting, the ryche of Mordor
Fighting, fighting for the ring

You have to pass the entry
But you know what you have to do
Stop the reign of terror
And you hand creates a new

One word
Fighting

The wizard is gazing in his crystal
Sees the night the emperor will return
Blinded by the flame and the glory
The people put the warning just aside
Fighting