Testo di Anduril

Before the very gates of Mordor the army is assembled. Brave hearts are beating wildly as fair hands reach for bejeweled blades; and every fair warrior knows it has all been leading....to this!! Broken halves are made as one The works of Sauron come undone The halfling's ring is going home Blade of the West, you see the host assembled And though we fall may lords of light Remember our names Blade of the West, Sword of Light, Sword of Westernesse