Dirge of the Red Lions

Dirge for the Red Lions.

Sang to the Tune of "When the Tigers Broke Free" By Pink Floyd

T’was just before dawn

One hopeless dark morning in 3430

When our King and Commander

Gil’ Galad, went on to the Mountain

And there asked that his Lords be withdrawn

And Numenor gave thanks

As the Elven ranks held back

The Trolls from the banks for a while

And the Towers of the Teeth

Were held for the price

Of a few extraordinary lives.

And kind Isildur

Sent Mother a note

When he learned Caran-Rhaw’s Lord was gone.

It was, I recall,

In the form of a scroll,

With gold leaf adorned,

And I found it one day

In the armories below, hidden away.

And my eyes still grow damp to remember

Elendil’s heir signed it

With his own seal and stamp

It was dark all around

There was blood on the ground

When the Black Orcs broke free

No Lord there was saved

From the Vanguard of troops from the Wood or the Sea.

They all went to their graves

Most of them dead,

The rest of them dying

Thus ends how the Dark Lord took

All the Red Lions from me.