I've come up with a couple of more, both are from Bathory's Blood, Fire, Death album released in 1989 (i think)
this one (again) makes me think of the Gondorians (?) and the Rohirrim gathering before the Black Gate, waiting for the battle to commence
1. A Fine Day To Die
Orgy of silence
Conspiracy of peace
Only the sound
Of the cold northern breeze
Twinsun sink fading
Behind the black lake
Asleep is the mountains
Yet the night is awake
Strange is the night
Now black stars rise
And many moons circle
Through silent the night
Along the black mountainside scattered
By the campfires awaiting the dawn
Two times a hundred men in battles
Tried by the steel in the arrow axe and the sword
By battle worn hunger torn awaitening
For the sun to break through the cold haze
And for the banners of Ebal to appear
On the hill in the suns first warm rays
The elder among the men looked deep into
The fire and spoke loud with pride
Tomorrow is a fine day to die
Now the morning advance from far east
Now the sun breaks through dustclouds and haze
Now a forest of spears appears on the hill
And steel shines bright in the suns first rays
Die
Die
Die
Die
this next one makes me think of the Nazgul:
6. Dies Irae (latin for Day of Wrath)
[Secret message: first letters of each line compose phrase "CHRIST THE BASTARD
SON OF HEAVEN]
Creed of eternal life I swore
Held my candle of life to the void
Risen from the dead I deaths powers wed
In the name of the one with horns on head
Sleep of eternity withdrawn as dark upon
The life of mine drew the very end so near
The price another life the gospel of the
Horned one to spread shore to shore
Eternally his words let hear
Be silent listen to the wind crying out the
Answer to all mankind call from other
Side speach of horned divine
To end your search in hope to find
As sure night divides the day and as sure day divides the night
Raging flames is allthat awaits us on the other side
Doomed the very moment he calls
See his star ablaze his children
On the night the flames reach for the sky
Night is comed to enter the never ending burning fire
Onto you all his word is given
Fear not reach to take his hand
Hear our master calling us his children
Eternal life is given death withdrawn
As wolves among sheep we have wandered
Victory lies beyond their spit and scorn
Even the heavens shall burn when we are gathered
Now when the flames reach for the sky
Dies Irae
more to come later
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Ash Nazg Gimbatul
Ash Nazg Thrakatuluk Arg Burzum-Ishi Krimpatul
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