Haldir Lives

- pilbara orc

Fly from this world Elf
On the foam of seagulls.
You may meet me Elf
Like a ghost from wrecked hulls.
In the calm and mirrored sea
Look for images of me.
Searching for the stars of dawn
With my ruined face forlorn.

Fly from this world Elf
On the foam of seagulls.
You may need your health
Not to end in orc skulls.
In this battle to be free
Look for chances, or just flee
Searching for the Elf to mourn?
Search no more,an orc is born.