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The Eyes Of The Nine

they were kings...

once, not now...

forever enslaved

hiding in the dark

once they had flyed

terror for the weak

their black silhouete

the cold screams

the crown they weared

black as night

only dark ones could see

the true gold in them

they hide in the dark

they fly no more...

hate in their hearts

for the ones that took their master

they will forever be alive

but always wishing to die

suffering

sadness, death

nothing more

in the eyes of the nazgûl