Darkness is ravening within
The black tower of sorcery,
Where brooding spires oversee
These ghastly courtyards ebony…

Necromantic banners fly high
In the lands where hope and daylight die
Through haunted spectral topiaries
Soporiferous deadly mist…

Come back black winds murder the stars!
Come back - back to Minas Morgul!

Benighted figures dance beneath
An eerie moon’s mystic eclipse
Morgul demons and Nazgul knights
With loathsome songs now praise the Eye…

Cruel arts appease perverse desire
Painting shrines of bone whereon crimson
Anguished blood of sacrifice anon
Grimly stains the (once) holy marble halls…

Come back black winds murder the stars!
Come back - back to Minas Morgul!

“And lo! There stand the Nine – with hands upraised they embrace the moonlit sky… Where sunlight fails and flowers die fearsome cries echo in the night summoning the Lidless Eye…”