Houses of Pain

I dare you across the bridge
to truly behold the king you call a witch
your foolish ways of your mortal days
are numbered as your kingdoms perish in flames
To my houses of pain i will take you
to my dungeons forsaken by hope
Standing like a fallen star
under the clouding darkness
the horrid mouth of oblivion awaits
for the young king to come forth
o lord of the majestic white tower
beside you your friends and knights cower
your fate sealed by your arrogance
a lesser son of greater fathers
Storms of the earth arise
may the wind heed my command
come, come to mordor we will take you
now your tale and your bloodline is through
There the skies wept
and flowers withered
poisoned were the wells
by black spells
the wind went on wailing
over troubled lands sailing
carried the fading screams
as the gates swallowed all light
Your feeble mortal form
now wishing it was never born
your soul shall be taken of your body
there naked and defiled
shall you stand in front of the lidless eye
To my houses of pain i will take you
to my dungeons forsaken by hope
Storms of the earth arise
may the wind heed my command
come, come to mordor we will take you
now your tale and your bloodline is through
Fallen has the king of men
dragged into the nazguls den
into the tower of witchery
were no one will ever hear his plea