Our Lord Will Come - Isengard

We live for the woods and the moon and the night

we cast aside those who are searching for light

we dream of the days when the dark lord will come

preparing for doomsday the battle is won

yeah

You’re searching for light, you’re searching

for night

no-one can tell you who is right!

A joy fills my hear which is blackened inside

knowing my future will end at His side

the earth with is pitiful creatures and men

must suffer and cry slaying friend upon friend

yeah

Bells are ringing into the night

nooooooooooooooooooooooone knows who’s right!

oh yeah!

The time will come of the night without end

coldness and hate — the most beautiful friend

grim are the visions that live in my head

I hope that I live to see all of you dead

oh yeah.

Listen, listen

now it’s time to say goodbye

you can weep and you can cry

no more tears, little thing — no more tears

you’ll be dead;

forgetting your fears.

The time has passed

and we’re the last

the last