Alba s touto skladbou:
Machine,
Deep in thoughts and deep in boiling heat
Sits the Lord of Dark on his high yet trembling seat
Should he bow his head before the king
Should he strike with power of the ring
Over the stormy sea to the shore
Fleets on battleships going to war
Proudly their banners fly proud´s their fall
Fools they´re not aware pride is their fall
Splendor and victory, fire and gore
No one can oppose them (their) might must adore
Master of Mondor lands kneels and crawls
Without a single strife reaches his goal
No more doubts his plans are ripe and done
With the subtelety not with arms this game be won
Let little people blow
Sauron will deal with them later
Disarmed enemy within
Is much deadly
Than armies outside the walls
Slowly, slowly, poisoning their mind
Deeper, deeper, sinking to the slime
Growing, growing seeds of bitter woe
Never, never underrate your foe
In the Dark Lord´s mind sounds glory rhyme
All is ready and so final victory victory´s mine
Who is looser and who is the king
Who is the master and who is the fink
Over the stormy sea to the shore
Fleets on battleships going to war
Proudly their banners fly proud´s their fall
Fools they´re not aware pride is their fall
Splendor and victory, fire and gore
No one can oppose them (their) might must adore
Master of Mondor lands kneels and crawls
Without a single strife reaches his goal
