Nine kings of darkness fade into the stormy night
Serving only darkness and rejected by the light
Reviled by the world they long to see its peoples die
Beware, be warned, the Nazgul are on nigh
Feasting on foul misery and thriving on cruel hate
Reviled by the living and cursed by implacable fate
They roam o’er the boundless world for their damned master’s sake
Bringing death and darkness and leaving destruction in their wake
Their master is pure evil, his form that of a great eye
So beware, be warned, the Nazgul are on nigh