Get away, dead silence!
I'm beginning this fighting.
I'm afraid, bloody friend,
That i have strict argument -
My iron - Lord of all wars.
I finished them all with a look for a stars.
Oh, it's sinister sentence -
Eternally fight for independence.
Stone sun with its venomous rays
Is lighting up your searching of names.
Don't care, Master of Crowd -
I know your mask and your name's sound.
Your mask is mercy, your name is Melkor -
I know your name's sound.