Men of The White Mountains Swore their fealty to Gondor Oath breakers of Dwimorberg Betrayed their vow to Isildur For this treason cursed were they Till their vow, to heir repaid Apparitions haunting life In perdition’s baneful strife Isildur, the mighty king Gathered forces to crush the ring A showdown in the Second Age Sauron’s wrath could not be caged A pledge secured from Mountain King Debt owed to Osgiliath’s throne. As The Last Allegiance stormed, into battle against evil Oath Breakers forsook their vow, proving them to be deceitful High King, swore that day, as he fought the Necromancer Their debt, the Dead will pay, to his heir. For crimes they’d answer. Cursed were they as Sauron fell. Hexed, shadows, the Sleepless Dead bewitched Seer, Malbeth, his prophecy affixed Ages, crawling, as apparitions writhed Cost, mounting, for treachery they tithed Heir, foretold, sought The King of the Dead Wraiths, obeyed, beset his foes with dread They, lead by brave Aragorn, crushed the Haradrim and Corsairs Having, at last fulfilled their vow, by the rightful king they were freed