Wake my son hear me now.
To heal you from this I don't know how.
He had always been able to make it alright.
Now his son lay there still in the night.
His body broken and torn from hate.
The evilness of Sauron they could not sate.
His body racked with sobs he fell to his knees.
I beg of you Valar save him please.
A silent prayer made to the sky.
As mithril tears streamed from his eyes.
He woke with a smile and wiped the tears away
His father held him tight glad for another day.