Teeth Grinding de Gorgoroth

Under neath the sun
I watch the moon rise.
Above the stars,
And turnoff heights.
I follow from a distance,
I follow from a bard.
I speak the spoken,
I sleep my sleep, my dream, my dream.

I watch the circle fall from the sky
Upon myself,
Upon my side
I see ahead turning waiting yours

Teeth Grinding,
Blessed circle,
Suffer the suffering
Under neath sun
Suuuunnn