Chapter 2
The Ring gets lost
And so once again a big war was begun
And screams and dusk did spread up to the sun.
And in one last Allegiance of Elves and of Men.
They began to resist the Dark Lord once again.
Their swords glew like silver, their helmets like gold
Strong was Gil-Galads army in these days of Old.
And Elendil came too, with his army so brave
For they wanted the old world again to be safe.
On the fields before Mordor the armies once met,
slain were Elves, orcs and men, without any regret.
And the army of Sauron had to face a strong will
Of the last Allegiance, but then things turned ill.
For Sauron himself then came out for to fight
And soon all good hopes were then covered by night.
For he had the ring on his black-armoured hand
And he smashed the two big kings down into the sand.
So Gil-galad was slain and Elendil, he fell.
And the things they looked worse, that is what I must tell.
And all hope soon did fade, when the king lived no more,
and lost were the hopes that the free peoples bore.
But there was Isildur, Elendil´s brave kin
And he ran to his father, when hope had grown thin.
When the Dark Lord then saw him, he came for to kill,
but Isildur in fear, felt an icy-cold chill.
And he grabbed for his father´s sword for to defend,
but the blade soon was broken and lay in the sand.
Isildur in fear lifted the shards once again
And he cut of the Ring, doom of all Mortal Men.
And Sauron, now robbed of his physical power,
disappeared in a fire, thrown down was his tower.
Isildur, the Mortal, looked down at the Ring,
this wonderful, glowing and treacherous thing.
Will Isildur resist it, or will manship fall?
Just tell me to continue and I´ll tell you all....
And so once again a big war was begun
And screams and dusk did spread up to the sun.
And in one last Allegiance of Elves and of Men.
They began to resist the Dark Lord once again.
Their swords glew like silver, their helmets like gold
Strong was Gil-Galads army in these days of Old.
And Elendil came too, with his army so brave
For they wanted the old world again to be safe.
On the fields before Mordor the armies once met,
slain were Elves, orcs and men, without any regret.
And the army of Sauron had to face a strong will
Of the last Allegiance, but then things turned ill.
For Sauron himself then came out for to fight
And soon all good hopes were then covered by night.
For he had the ring on his black-armoured hand
And he smashed the two big kings down into the sand.
So Gil-galad was slain and Elendil, he fell.
And the things they looked worse, that is what I must tell.
And all hope soon did fade, when the king lived no more,
and lost were the hopes that the free peoples bore.
But there was Isildur, Elendil´s brave kin
And he ran to his father, when hope had grown thin.
When the Dark Lord then saw him, he came for to kill,
but Isildur in fear, felt an icy-cold chill.
And he grabbed for his father´s sword for to defend,
but the blade soon was broken and lay in the sand.
Isildur in fear lifted the shards once again
And he cut of the Ring, doom of all Mortal Men.
And Sauron, now robbed of his physical power,
disappeared in a fire, thrown down was his tower.
Isildur, the Mortal, looked down at the Ring,
this wonderful, glowing and treacherous thing.
Will Isildur resist it, or will manship fall?
Just tell me to continue and I´ll tell you all....
