The RescueWings lifting noble bird into the sky,
Bright eyes see all lands below.
Soaring, floating above clouds high,
Lord Eagle, goes where winds blow.
Up to eyrie on rock mountain face,
Skimming across gently rolling plain.
Gandalf sends word, "tower, Saruman's place,
Oh winged friend, rescue me from this pain."
Dark evil rides from Sauron's gate,
Little hobbits, run alone in the night.
Come quickly, spare them terrible fate,
Weathertop, highest hill, sword flashes bright