Countless years pass thru slow dark ages
She spins her evil, poison silk webs
The tide turns, as bloody war rages
Countless years pass as slow dark ages
Into bright star she blindly, gazes
Sharp sting of sword, her stomach stabs
Countless years pass thru slow dark ages
She spins her evil, poison silk webs
My Daughter
The moon shines down upon our quest
We walk on paths of Undead Souls
Errand to save folk of the West
The moon shines down upon our quest
A daughter of Ungoliant's nest
Great spider crawls from darkest holes
The moon shines down upon our quest
We walk on paths of Undead Souls
One Morning, Long Ago
Hurry Bilbo, bring some more cake,
For they, have begun to arrive.
A sign on your door? Goodness sake!
Hurry Bilbo, bring some more cake.
To distant lands, a trip we take,
Dragon to find, dead or alive!
Hurry Bilbo, bring some more cake,
For they, have begun to arrive.
The Lost
He walks the land looking for them,
Where have they gone?, our long, lost wives.
The years pass slowly, gone, his friend,
He walks the land, looking for them.
To the West, they went, in the end
Cold winds tell no tales, and he sighs.
He walks the land, looking for them,
Where have they gone?, our long, lost wives.
Not Found
Ha room! he said, peering about,
On old lists, your names, are not found.
You could be orcs, tho' that, I doubt,
Ha room! he said, peering about.
Those orcs, I know, are evil louts,
And the discussion went around.
Ha room! he said, peering about,
On old lists, your names, are not found.
Have You Seen Them?
Have you seen the Entwives? He asked,
They would like your pleasant Shire land.
To destroy Isengard is our task,
Have you seen the Entwives?, he asked.
Dark flood waters, fill all the cracks,
Through the lonely ages, we will stand.
Have you seen the Entwives?, he asked,
They would like your pleasant Shire land.
Saruman's Question
Saruman, white wizard of war,
Black palantir, he views for news.
Uruk-Hai will even the score,
Saruman, white wizard of war.
Mighty army of orcs march far,
Gandalf Grey, whom now do you choose?
Saruman, white wizard of war,
Black palantir he views, for news.
Speak Friend, And Enter
Door to dark mine will not open,
Old Wizard tries all of his spells.
They wait for magic word spoken,
Door to dark mine will not open.
The strong stone cannot be broken,
Secret long forgotten by elves.
Door to dark mine will not open,
Old Wizard, tries all of his spells.
The Ranger
Strider by name, ranger by trade.
Four hobbits, at old inn of Bree,
Should be afraid, very afraid.
Strider by name, ranger by trade,
Of sterner stuff are brave men made.
Always, we watch, to keep them free.
Strider by name, ranger by trade.
Four hobbits at old inn of Bree.
Silver Chains
Black horse run fast, wind blows your mane.
Horsemen wear silver links of steel,
Once, King's of men, now bound with chains,
Black horse run fast, wind blows your mane.
Ringwraiths of Sauron cross the plains,
Ghostriders of terror, unreal.
Black horse, run fast, wind blows your mane.
Horsemen wear silver links of steel.
The Burden
At great council of Lord Elrond,
All races of Middle Earth, a force,
Of the creature Gollum, not fond.
At great council of Lord Elrond,
Poor Frodo, whole burden upon,
To destroy the ring at it's source.
At great council of Lord Elrond,
All races, of Middle Earth a force.
The Parting
A grey day has dawned for my friends,
As I sail into the sunset.
Certain sadness, a grey day lends,
To the parting of those, well met.
The pain I have suffered, now ends,
At last there is nothing to fret.
a grey day has dawned for my friends
As I sail into the sunset.
A Darker Web
Old spider spins a darker web,
In the Pass of Cirith Ungol.
Frodo senses a nameless dread,
Old spider spins a darker web.
Alas, Sam fears his master dead,
As he takes the Ring, and stumbles.
Old spider spins a darker web,
In the Pass of Cirith Ungol.
