in all seriousness, i read that 3 times, 1st time i thought what the fuck is he on about, read it again and thought, this fuckbag has to be kidding, read it once more and decided calling you a fuckbag wasnt good enough - sick-as-aids
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep, and caverns old
The pines were roaring on the height
The wind was moaning in the night
The Fire was red, it flaming spread
The Trees like torches blazed with light.