I regret nothing.
PRINCE:
I’m the Lord of Dol Amroth // best believe that I am wroth
Here to break down the damn Goth- // -mog bringing a black troth
:LORD OF THE NAZGUL:
Rue the day, human ruler // try regarding my ring,
Don’t try blasting the bling // it’s a mystical thing
I am here sowing fear // like we’re flouting tomorrow
Your lord will sink low // into lulled lightless sorrow.
Your forces are sundered // silly fool – a few hundred?
You’d best know you’ve blundered // see the bling? You can’t plunder.
PRINCE:
Don’t talk so fast, Ringwraith // for I know we will keep faith,
Gandalf’s grey garb he’ll unswathe // words of hope are what he saith
Rag your worst, Rohan’s coming // for the rich first red’s running
So you’re cursed? We’re incoming // count well-versed horses drumming
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