The dead men of Dunharrow - Released from time

Naked trees quiver in the misty hue,
Oaken boughs stand alone,
Mountains tremble, rivers weep,
Dead men, cursed to never sleep.

Darkened stone, black as death,
The emblem of folly old,
An image, given to deceat and lies,
Are they who are restless, hollow eyes.

Gohstly muscles tense, sword in the arm,
Longing for war and for redemption,
Unlikly allies, released by a king,
Furure to all, these dead men shall bring.

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