Lord of Gondor
Whispers of fear
Of power and hope not forsaken
Winding shadows of darkness in thought.
There were some, who resisted.
What chance in despair,
Folly would lead them to death
Destruction bought at the price of their fall.
There were some, who resisted.
Siren call of seduction
Save your people, you can
Do not throw away hope for foolishness.
There were some, who resisted.
Falling at last,
Giving in to the darkness a breath
Reaching to take the last hope of the world.
There were some, who resisted.
Strength not enough,
Failing the final test as she said
The Golden Lady who knew your weakness.
There were some, who resisted.
Honor lost, hope sacrificed,
Taken by the Enemy, discarded by rashness
Despair clutching the heart, stilling the blood.
There were some, who resisted.
A last chance for redemption
Secured only in darkness and death
Yet all hope had been lost, cast aside into Shadow.
There were some, who resisted.
A final whisper most bitter
Brief kiss of the king who could be
Lost now, into darkness, to despair, into Shadow.
There were some, who resisted.
But those heroes were lost,
Sacrificed to the darkness of Ages
Forgotten by despair in the present.
There were some, who resisted.
But not here.
Here all was bleak, cheerless and still.
Here there was failure...failure and then,
At last there was darkness, covering all
As breath stilled into silence, into Shadow.
There were some...