Cirith Ungol Black Machine
Climb aboard the Black Machine,
Fills your head with evil dreams.
Fills your head with thoughts of fire,
A quick escape your one desire.
Ride the Black Machine
Pearly whites behind back drawn lips,
Ride with the Masters of the Pit.
Snapping jaws of the dogs of doom,
Kick your way from this stagnant tomb.
Ride the Black Machine
Climb aboard the Black Machine,
To that place you've never been.
The Black Machine will take you higher,
Your burning soul our one desire.
