The Ramblings and Wanderings

The War of the Ring

Shadows strange and cold are growing,

the darkness is slowly deeping

Dreams of a great wave crashing

over green fields drowning

Where were you when the Westfold fell?

Courage hewn in the heart of Helm’s Deep

Ride with speed my horse lord brother

let us fight and die together

In a forest deep and groaning

an ancient force no longer sleeping

The filthy fires of war and evil

drowned in nature’s roaring fury

Do not despair when all hope is lost

and the white city is burning

ride in wrath at the world’s ending

Face evil in a charge of fearless frenzy

Death, death, death, death!

blows the mighty horn

Against and enemy so great

today the world of Men decides it fate

And when the Nazgul are screaming

a shield-maiden finds her valour

Did Denithor see the Witch King fall

while he burned of his own making?

Slake my thirst in Mordor

Heavy burden around my neck

Carry me up the mountain Sam

There is no going home again

The White Rider is coming,

will he keep faith knowing

the world’s hope is resting

in the hands of a little half-ling?

Be strong standing at the Black Gate

Lies spoken by Mouth under hood

The smallest can also be bravest

Fight for all that is green and good

Destiny dances on Smeagol’s shoulder

Did you see it when the great Eye failed?

Once the last white ship has sailed

go tell Rosie you’re home forever

Juniper