End of all things - Poem

Before the black , on them dawns
The age of men lies in there arms
With sword held high our king reciets
The speech's of the ancient fights
With frodo high upon mount doom
The judgement day is coming soon
The nazgul fly, still darkness reigns
Saurons eye looks north again
As hobbits weary climb the mountain
Heading for the fiery fountain
To cast the one ring into flame
The fiery depths from whence it came
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