Climbing Caradhras

- Shelob
The winds cold fingers
creeping, ever seeking
Freezes the marrow of his bones
creeping, ever seeking
An icy chill lingers
creeping, ever seeking
Frozen toes, feel like stones
creeping, ever seeking
Steals the strength of men
creeping, ever seeking
Blows snow against his face
creeping, ever seeking
Journey in the dark to begin
creeping, ever seeking
Footprints vanish, without a trace
creeping, ever seeking
The winds cold fingers