On The Knees Of Mt. Doom
It is done! The End is here...
O Samwise, why did you come with me?
Your loyalty and strength should be rewarded
Other than with an ashy grave on the knees of Mt Doom
My breath burns, fire and fumes in my throat
Darkness is closing over our heads
Memories of faces and home in our eyes like distant stars
Filling the void within me left when despair and confusion fled
I know that It is gone; I am free
And with what time is left to me
I rejoice for all good things that have been saved