The Count of the High Kings

by seeing-spots

A song about the high kings of the Noldor and how each fell. Short and sad.

The Count of the High Kings by Jessie Syring

A filk song to the tune of When Johnny Comes Marching Home

Author's Note: this could be considered an ultra-condensed history of Middle Earth. It is very different than my other songs so I felt it should stand alone.

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters, nor the tune.

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VERSE ONE:

You promised us a glorious war, Fëanor. Fëanor.

You led us out of Valinor, Fëanor. Fëanor.

You left us to die on the Grinding Ice,

Bitter with grief and knowing you lied.

Now you've fallen,

High King Fëanor.

VERSE TWO:

You rode to challenge the dark lord, Fingolfin. Fingolfin.

You pounded on the iron doors, Fingolfin. Fingolfin.

You challenged him in a duel alone.

Now a lone grave holds your bones.

Now you've fallen,

High King Fingolfin.

VERSE THREE:

You rescued Maedhros from his fate, Fingon. Fingon.

You were betrayed before Morgoth's gates, Fingon. Fingon.

Tears unnumbered will be shed

When the time comes to count the dead.

Now you've fallen,

High King Fingon.

VERSE FOUR:

Men gave their lives so you were saved, Turgon. Turgon.

Men died at the Fens of Serech that day, Turgon. Turgon.

You thought you were safe in your encircling walls

But Morgoth found you and your city did fall.

Now you've fallen,

High King Turgon.

VERSE FIVE:

You were our last and our greatest hope, Gil-Galad. Gil-Galad.

For the sake of all kinds you went to war, Gil-Galad. Gil-Galad.

You fought for light on the mountain's slope

But you were slain and we lost all hope.

Now you've fallen,

High King Gil-Galad.

End