The Black Gate Lyrics

The two black iron doors
The Black gates under frowning arch
Upon the battlement
Nothing could be seen

And the Nazgul gathered together
The teeth like vulture
Thither engine of great power
Crushing pain come upon

The winds held in the west
Away the glooms and the sad mists
And the mountain of shadow
Great smokes would arise and hover

Faithless and accuses
Still less with the slaves
Forgotten world far above
Burying those beneath

Arrows into the defending ranks
Blackness and stench
Roaring like a beast
Of hill-trolls out of Gorgoroth

Like the storm they broke upon
The line of men of Gondor
Reaching out the clutching claw
Fell creatures would bite the throat