Hama's Lament

I see my king
He is lost
Notas he once was
His former glory dimmed

Still I remain loyal
I yearn for
the days of old
I miss my king

Oh, my king, my king!
Where are you?
While your lands fall into ruin?
And your people starve?

Do not listen to the snake
He has poisoned your mind
I want to help you
I do not know how

Gandalf is here!
He will save you
He draw the poison
from your very soul

My king has returned
Your eyes unclouded
I hand you your sword
And weep with joy
My king has returned!