Man of Peace - Orodruin

Stumbling backwards, I’ve nearly fallen

From the garden to the grave

Under the wreckage this great disaster

Take me to my judgement day

Half of the pages I’ve left unwritten

Bounded by the flesh

Mortal we are but not for long

Is this a land fit for a man of peace?

Half of the pages I’ve left unwritten

On display for all to see

With fear in their eyes as they look upon me

A withered man I used to be

Now I wait, for the hammer to fall

Bounded by the flesh

Mortal we are but not for long

Is this a land fit for a man of peace?

At the gates, the sound of the choir

Laughing at me while the flames growing higher

Stray from the path that leads you to ruin

Don’t lose yourself to the things that you’re doin'