The Necromancer in Dol Guldur
O Necromancer – lodged in Dol Guldur -
What sorceries, what devilry or spell
Do you summon your evil beasts, to lure
Them to the Greenwood? Turning into hell
Greenwood the Great, where sylvan bowers stood
And green elves danced with feast and merry play
But now is known as the darkened Mirkwood?
You hope to drive the greenwood elves away?
Inside your prison cells, whom do you keep
Away from sunlight, tortured to disclose
What secrets you would know - that you would sleep
The sounder, laying plans against your foes?
Do you yet fear someone will find you out?
Gandalf the Grey did penetrate again
Into your dismal dungeons as about
His business he did go. Not if – but when -
He brings to light your true identity
You will be forced – you know it! - then to fly
Back into Mordor, as you strive to see
How you may conquer, and your power thereby
Reclaim. If only you could find The Ring -
No power on earth could stop you. No, nothing.
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