Battlelore - Forked height

Walls of Isengard Face the northern winds Carved black pillars Rising high up to the sky Arcane relic Crowned by the four peaks Feels the auturnn breeze From the fields of steeds Orthanc, The Cunning Mind Great Fang, Forked Height Many narties for this towering sight Sight as black as a night Tall, black tower Home for the Palantiri Lair for the crystal globe- foresight of might Wizard so pale and old Guarding the elven stone He did not realise The shadowed gaze of lies Armies of new orc tribe Marching as the Uruk-hai Created by corrupted mind Mind of Saruman the White The war began and he almost won Brave horsemen of Rohan Anger of woods he did not see Ents arrived, his enemy The robe he carried, white as snow Wasn't all the truth The eastern sights of the Eye Poisoned his mind The tall tower of fair wisdom Turned to fortress of chaos Death and despair on the sky Dim the sunlight