grin and a word is his trade
 From these his profit is made
 Though his body is not tall and his courage seems small
 His fame will take longer to fade

 Beyond the ocean brews a battle
 Beyond the battle blood shall fall
 To a place where man forsaken
 Dwells the one who should not live

 Then a bargain shall be entered
 Saurons might shall be restored
 You and we were first to conquer
 You and we shall be the last.

[Sample:]
[1. The world is grey, the mountain's old. The forges fire is ashen cold.]