An elven-king there was of old
The son of valiant Fingon.
And many are the stories told
Of Gil-galad Ereinion.
He bore the rings of Air and Flame
Made by smiths of Eregion.
When Turgon perished he became
King Gil-galad Ereinion.
He fostered two young Peredhil
And kept them shielded from Sauron.
But darkness plagued the kingdom still
Of Gil-galad Ereinion.
The Dark Lord waged a bitter war
Creating shadow with no dawn.
And Mandos calmly waited for
King Gil-galad Ereinion.
A Last Alliance, Elves and Men
To Mordor side-by-side were drawn.
Elrond became the herald then
Of Gil-galad Ereinion.
The King came out with shining spear
And led the charge against Sauron.
His call rang out for all to hear
King Gil-galad Ereinion.
As arrows sliced the clouded sky
And Men and Elves were set upon
There in the dark was heard the cry
Of Gil-galad Ereinion.
He suffered blows from Sauron's mace
And, deathly wounded, battled on.
But in that cold and ashen place
Died Gil-galad Ereinion.
