The Nazgul Song
(To the tune of 'The Immigrant Song' by Led Zeppelin)
(Author's note – my first fanfiction...parody...thing. I'm not even sure if I'm allowed to put parodies on here, so feel free to say if I'm not. Anyway... this song just reminds me of nazgul, and this is the result)
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I own neither the nazgul (Sauron owns them, and Tolkien owns Sauron), nor the Immigrant Song (Led Zeppelin own that, and they own themselves).
[Nazgul shrieks]
We come from the land of the black shadow,
From the moonlit tower where the corpse-light glows.
The will of the Dark Lord
Will drive us on to new lands,
To hunt the ring, hissing and shrieking: Bagginssss, we are coming!
On we ride with pounding hooves,
Our only goal will be the master's will.
[Nazgul shrieks]
We come from the land of the black shadow,
From the moonlit tower where the corpse-light glows.
Over your fields so green, we fly on our fell beasts,
Oh, how we drove the tides of war. We are your greatest fear.
On we fly with thrashing wings,
Our only goal will be the master's will.
So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins,
For darkness still can win the day despite of all your efforts.