The End

O! the end is nigh
and from mountains high
to canyons low
and all the flowers that grow
know that Eru aloft
in His Halls soft
will break Earth soon asunder
so that even Melkor will shudder.

Oh how the world cries in pain
and how Man is put to shame,
be he learns not his lesson.
He has sent upon Nature oppression,
now Mother Nature causes paranoia;
and in the air is the smell of nostalgia.

Now here Man stands all alone
without a home.
He wishes Mother will condone.
Nay! she doesn't,
she mustn't.

Alas! Man is angry,
so he burns forests needlessly
and kills the fauna mercilessly.
In rage the flora took over the dams
and thus Man had the flora damned.
O! the end is nigh!

How it is so similar to Saruman the White
who in ages past
in his black fortress strong
cut down the Forest through the night
to make his army last
enough to do wrong.
But the Ents he angered
and they broke down the dam;
they lingered
around the man.
And thus, the Ents
had their revenge,
though Saruman cringed.

O! how it is on this beautiful tapestry
that we destroy so freely
and tirelessly.

How Saruman hacked the trees down
and left no seeds for new to grow.
Why did he do so?
Because technology tempted him so.

Alas! the Elves of Lothlórien
just like the Vala Lórien,
loved the trees,
loved the leaves,
and he and they built round the trees
as to not disturb the leaves.
And so Eru and Mother loved
he and they, who were coveted
by nature lovers
and adventurers.

Now Man looks up to the Elves
and down upon the Dwarves.
And though, Man wants to be more Elven
he becomes more ad more Dwarven;
but instead of cutting stones,
he cuts trees and bone.
O! how the end is nigh!

Man is greedy and wants all.
An invasion he plans in the Fall.
To invade Valinor and the Timeless Halls.
With an army three billion strong
he takes the Straight Path long.
They come within sight of Valinórë
and it reminded the men of Númenórë
which in ages past was a gift of the Gods;
who in wrath, the All-Father, God
waited 'till the army set foot upon the land of the Valar, Valinor.
Like He did to Númenor,
he sank the World of Arda
into the Great Sea, Belegaer.
And put into one the Ekkaia
with the Sundering Seas.
O! how the end has passed!
Namárië!