There’s a elf who’s sure all that life is a lie
And she’s taking the path to Mordor.
When she gets there she knows, if the gates are all closed
With a scream she knows what she has came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she’s taking the path to Mordor.

There’s a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
’Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In the swamps that there, there’s a warg who alarms
Sometimes all of our elves here get eaten.
Ooh, it makes her wonder,
Ooh, it makes her wonder.

There’s a feeling she gets when she looks to the dead,
And her spirit is crying for corruption.
From afar she sees rings of smoke through the trees,
And hears screams of tortured elvesses.
Ooh, it makes her wonder,
Ooh, it really makes her wonder.

And the corpses rot soon if you pray by the moon
Then the Lord will lead you to darkness.
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long
And the forests will echo the angry voices.

If there’s an orc beneat your window, don’t be alarmed now,
It’s just a slave of me, the Dark Lord.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There’s still time to change the road you’re on.
And it makes her wonder.

Your head is bleeding and it will flow, in case you don’t know,
The Dark Lord’s calling you to join him,
Ugly elf, your blood will flow, and did you know
Your path lies on the plains of Udûn.

And as you walk on down the road
Your fears taller than your soul.
There is an elf who’s dark to grow
Who shines dark light and wants to show
How everything still turns rotten.
And if you begg very hard
The wraits will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be dark and not some elf.

And she’s taking the path to Mordor.