Old Númenórean warrior:
Power will lead to glory
Under some red clouds war
Soldiers prepare your armours
For a war like never before
Aman is a new dimension
Making peace is our last intention

Dreamers and [bad word] Weapons of gold and steel
Brothers and [bad word] To the madness of their king
(I's) never told the reason why
Evil deep inside my mind

Like an old wreck I lie
Through hope and despair
Evil thoughts on my mind
Like a river [bad word] Faithful shall be put to death
You better sail, sail away
Our domain will grow, kings of the world

Everyone fear our power
Once they were friends to us
People escape our soldiers
The Old World is posthumous
I'll never give the reason why
Just a walk on a thin dead line

Like an old wreck I lie
Through hope and despair
Evil thoughts on my mind
Like a river [bad word] Faithful shall be put to death
You better sail, sail, away
Our domain will grow, king of the world

Strong as God I am
No one can stop me now
Elendil and his sons
Straight to the east they'll go
Immortal like an ocean's whale
Just a deadly slow decay

'gainst the power of the Gods
Like a river I'll flow
When I'll get to that shore
I'll declare it ?My world?
He's the strongest king on earth
King of Gods and men
Our domain will grow, under dark red clouds war