Lament For Boromir
Brave and noble, proud and fair,
For Boromir; a silent prayer.
May blessed angels fly thee home,
Silky heavens may thee roam,
Tempted by the One Ring's charm,
Thinking it would do no harm,
Yet still he died for all things good,
The sun still shines where he once stood,
Avenge his noble death I must,
Fight for all that's light and just,
A lament for Boromir do I sing,
As his friend and as his king.