Khazaddum - Masters of the Plains lyrics

South of Gondor, from land of Harad Desperate people, aligned with a dark god Ruled from Umbar, scarcity their fate Desert dwellers, slaves to Melkor great Melkor the great From a land of toil and strain, the Haradrim knew of only pain They sought deliverance from their strife, swearing fealty to Sauron Descending from Antani, known as Black Men Southrons lead by warlord, clans of nomads Following the Witch King, clash on Pelennor Fields Mûmakil masters, taming warbeasts South of Gondor, from land of Harad Desperate people, aligned with a dark god Corrupted by Gorthaur, his wayfaring horde Facing Rohirrim, Minas Tirith their goal By despots lead, the Haradrim bands Casting a shadow, on Gondorian lands