Mordor - The Scorching Eye

In the land of Mordor where the shadows lie, on the tower of Barad-dûr is hailed the scorching eye! The Lord of Mordor will cease Middle-Earth, his hatred illuminates his burning eye. The beacons have been set to flames and now the fate of the ring awaits...The final battle has begun...Rohan,Gondor, their sons have arrived. Proud they stand but with fear in their hearts! Mortal men doomed to die as the icy winds of death brush upon their faces. Their faith in the ring bearer is their sign of weakness, no remorse shall be shown. The black gate has opened and Sauron's minions are unleashed! Into battle we ride, those who oppose will suffer wrath from the scorching eye! Mortal men doomed to die, as our blades cut through hordes of their weak flesh. They fear the return of the dark lord's dominion, it heaves through their bones. No remorse will be shown, hail the scorching eye! A cry of war emerges, rousing their hearts and spirits. The arrows ignite the sky and the clash of steel fulfills the night. Brave are the hearts of mortal men, united they stand and they'll fall. Led to war by a ranger from the North as Sauron's wrath is forever vigilant!