[Chorus: Ben Schuller]
Legends for the age
Answer to the call
Will you seize the day
One to rule them all
Turning of the page
Rise before the fall
Factions forge their fate
One to rule them all

[Verse 1: Mordor (Shao Dow)]
One can't simply walk into my place, you'll get slapped down by Nine Wraiths
They wanna call it Mordor with four ways in, so it's less doors and more grave
More Orcs and more power, more death, more Trolls tall towers
I put an eye in the air with no AR, they are scared of the Lord of Rings, so when Sauron swings they all cower
Nazgul Sauron-ob Bolkut ash Nazg
So next time you man wanna borrow my pinky ring you should just ask
Now I gotta bring them sorrow and I'm staring games cause I'm peed off, they tried to sneak, I spider, no Shelob
Be gone, my team make a Saruboy into a Saruman, you can't defeat what we've got

[Verse 2: Angmar (Mac Ro)]
Rise to the occasion, engage in war, time to raise the score
Taking over spaces from different races across the board
Erebor was such a bore, struck em down with flaming swords
Guided by the White Wizard, fighting for the Dark Lord
All my commanders are savage, ain't got no manners, just madness
We come with mammoths and cannons, the only plan is to damage
Got no advantage like we're evenly matched
Just check the stats, now we're leading the path, so get back, ah
[Verse 3: Rhun (Halocene)]
Do you not know death when you see it?
If the Easterlings march in your direction, just believe it
The beasts from the east, mighty warriors from the land of Rhun
You'll get sliced to bits, so there's no body that they can exhume
It's a pity, we invade your city in the dead of night
Burn it to the ground, the temperature is upper Fahrenheits
Our war chariots will flatten all your fancy soldiers
In the path of our destruction, you'll get trampled over

[Verse 4: Isengard (Ozzaworld)]
Hurling by me and team in a caravan
Gandalf ain't got nothing on Saruman
Not an Orc, we evolved, how we hurt a guy
Middle-Earth make way for the Uruk-Hai
'Cause it's real, we don't fear none
Do it all for the Ring, get it clear, son
Prepare to lose, even if you boys trying hard
Uruk-Hai the protectors of Isengard

[Chorus: Ben Schuller]
Legends for the age
Answer to the call
Will you seize the day
One to rule them all
Turning of the page
Rise before the fall
Factions forge their fate
One to rule them all
[Verse 5: Lothlorien (Shwabadi)]
If you're treading in the forest, then you're stepping to Lothlorien
Be deaded 'fore the morning ends, our enemies don't see us, till a wall of arrows falls on them
For Galadhrim your life is but a blink, no point in mourning them
Soon we'll see the fall of men
No Abonnen, no Cadhadrim, no Curanir, no Orch
Could cause the reign of Celeborn to falter or to halt
For in this land we understand exactly what we're fighting for
And under Haldir's hand, we make our stand, the elves will rise to war

[Verse 6: Erebor (Connor Quest!)]
We run the underground, uh it's not London that you've found
We be residing beneath the mountain, with our people founding, this legion to lead an allegiance, in season bouts
Win obscene amounts, think our statures short, but our reign is long
Thought our history was confined to caves? That painting's wrong, we were raised in rocks
So we're hard-bodied, we might start shoddy, but we built this army, from the cobble floors
Expand the factions, for a mass attack, but all we need's my axe, to take Don Guldur
Heading north, there's plenty more, than seven dwarves, in Erebor
Got treasures stored, we're melting ores, get weapons forged, to deck those orcs

[Verse 7: Rohan (NemRaps)]
Ride, jump on the back of Anoble Steed
Patrolling the middle of Middle-Earth, everybody here knows that we hold the keys
Battling hordes from the back of a horse, only swinging my sword fourty four degrees
If we get the Ring that'll rule 'em all, you really don't know what we'll do to y'all
Rise, rise, they're no match for the riders of Rohan
When you hear the champions blowing horns just go back on the road that you road on
We're coming with spears and shields, you better fear the guild
Just look at the weapons we wield, it's better you yield before you step on the field
[Verse 8: Gondor (Delta Deez)]
Okay in Gondor what we bring to 'em
The hearts and souls of soldiers, don't our name just gotta ring to it
After every win we have a feast, and then we drink to it
Can't make rash decisions in these chapters, gotta think through it
My finger dripped in gold, with these elaborate setting stones
I had to pick a new commander, I trust Faramir the most
I up my dominance with points now, I got settlements controlled
If I get lost along the way, I'm sure that Gandalf let me know