Men of The White Mountains
Swore their fealty to Gondor
Oath breakers of Dwimorberg
Betrayed their vow to Isildur
For this treason cursed were they
Till their vow, to heir repaid
Apparitions haunting life
In perdition’s baneful strife
Isildur, the mighty king
Gathered forces to crush the ring
A showdown in the Second Age
Sauron’s wrath could not be caged
A pledge secured from Mountain King
Debt owed to Osgiliath’s throne.
As The Last Allegiance stormed, into battle against evil
Oath Breakers forsook their vow, proving them to be deceitful
High King, swore that day, as he fought the Necromancer
Their debt, the Dead will pay, to his heir. For crimes they’d answer.
Cursed were they
as Sauron fell.
Hexed, shadows, the Sleepless Dead bewitched
Seer, Malbeth, his prophecy affixed
Ages, crawling, as apparitions writhed
Cost, mounting, for treachery they tithed
Heir, foretold, sought The King of the Dead
Wraiths, obeyed, beset his foes with dread
They, lead by brave Aragorn, crushed the Haradrim and Corsairs
Having, at last fulfilled their vow, by the rightful king they were freed