by Apr 15, 2004Poetry

Light is falt’ring, darkis near
Orc and Uruk and Ring of fear
Ringwraiths bound to His dark hand
Dark Lord in his dark land
Only a small one to defy
For to give hope, ’till defeat is nigh
There’s only one to beat the Ring
The healing hands of the King
Ever on the Road does lead
Roaming into land of greed
Into cold, dark, empty hall
Never bound by the Two Towers tall
Greed gives out to the gift of light
Sending back the force of night


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