Fangorn

	The southern end of the
	Misty Mountains
	Waters of
	Entwash and
	Limlight There it stands, the mighty wood of great age
	Hiding secrets from the early years
	Once so green and great that it reached
	All over the
	Eriador Huge tracts of lost lands
	Beleriand covered by this great vast forest
	Creatures hiding in the deepest shadows
	Keeping the darkest ones away
	Great guardians, fathers of woods
	Defending their ancient pride
	Long ago they wandered the land
	Nowadays there's left only a few
	Others crushed by the armies of unlight
	In Fangorn there lives the eldest one
	The eldest of the ents
	This forest named after him
	Fangorn, Treebeard
	The guardian of his lands
	The oldest being in
	Arda So much evil he has seen
	So much shadows in his dreams
	With his heart full of grief
	He trusts and still believes
	To his kingdom so serene
	For his entlings and him
	Hear me my fellow ents
	It's time to march into the battle
	The evil has raped our lands too much
	So many brothers gone by the darkness
	Every orc under the banner of the hand
	Will be crushed by our hate and anger
	Every Uruk who stands against our power
	Will be teared apart form his life
	The white hand of
	Saruman All his glory soon beaten down
	All the walls and towers of
	Isengard Destroyed by the entish wrath
	Die, die uruk-hai!
	The war is over and all is silent
	Ravens fly to
	Isengard Tall creatures with the shape of a tree
	Marching north with victory
	Their work is now finished
	Ents have crushed their enemy
	Dead uruk's every where
	Reign of Saruman gone for good