Answer
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(Fly)
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(you)
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(fools)
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(Fly)
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(you)
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(fools)
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Smoke
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rises
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from
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the
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mountain
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of
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Doom.
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The
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hour
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grows
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late
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and
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Gandalf
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the
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Grey
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rides
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to
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Isengard.
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(Fly)
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(you)
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(fools)
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His
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gaze
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pierces
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cloud,
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shadow,
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earth
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and
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flesh.
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When
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did
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Saruman
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the
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Wise
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abandon
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reason
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for
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madness.
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A
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wizard
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is
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never
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late
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Frodo
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Baggins.
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Nor
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is
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Answer
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he
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early.
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He
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arrives
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precisely
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when
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he
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means
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to.
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Strangers
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from
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distant
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lands,
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friends
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of
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old
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you've
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been
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summoned
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here
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to
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answer
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the
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threat
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of
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Mordor.
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Fool
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of
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a
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Took!
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Middle-earth
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stands
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on
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the
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brink
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of
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destruction,
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none
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can
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escape
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it.
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You
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will
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unite
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or
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you
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will
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fall.
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What
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about
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breakfast?
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(Fly)
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(you)
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Answer
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(fools)
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Gandalf,
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the
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enemy
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is
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moving.
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Sauron's
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forces
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are
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massing
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in
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the
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east.
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His
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eye
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is
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fixed
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on
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Rivendell.
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And
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Saruman
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you
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tell
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me
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has
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betrayed
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us?
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The
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ring
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cannot
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be
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destroyed,
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Gimli
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son
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of
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Gloin,
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by
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any
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craft
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that
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we
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here
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possess.
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The
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ring
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was
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made
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in
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the
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fires
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of
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Mount
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Doom...
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Answer
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only
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there
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can
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it
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be
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unmade.
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It
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must
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be
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taken
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deep
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into
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Mordor,
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and
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cast
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back
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into
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the
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fiery
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chasm
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from
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whence
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it
|
came.
|
Strangers
|
from
|
distant
|
lands,
|
friends
|
of
|
old
|
you've
|
been
|
summoned
|
here
|
to
|
answer
|
the
|
threat
|
of
|
Mordor.
|
What
|
about
|
second
|
breakfast?
|
Middle-earth
|
stands
|
on
|
the
|
brink
|
of
|
destruction.
|
None
|
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Answer
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can
|
escape
|
it.
|
You
|
will
|
unite
|
or
|
you
|
will
|
fall.
|
What
|
about
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Elevenses?
|
You
|
cannot
|
pass!
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I
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am
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a
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servant
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of
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the
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Secret
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Fire.
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Wielder
|
of
|
the
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flame
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of
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Anor.
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The
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dark
|
fire
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will
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not
|
avail
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you,
|
flame
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of
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Udun!
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Go
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back
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to
|
the
|
shadow!
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YOU
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SHALL
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NOT
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PASS!
|
Strangers
|
from
|
distant
|
lands,
|
|
Answer
|
friends
|
of
|
old
|
you've
|
been
|
summoned
|
here
|
to
|
answer
|
the
|
threat
|
of
|
Mordor.
|
And
|
my
|
axe.
|
Middle-earth
|
stands
|
on
|
the
|
brink
|
of
|
destruction,
|
none
|
can
|
escape
|
it.
|
You
|
will
|
unite
|
or
|
you
|
will
|
fall.
|
Strangers
|
from
|
distant
|
lands.
|
Strangers
|
from
|
distant
|
lands.
|
Strangers
|
from
|
distant
|
lands.
|
Strangers
|
from
|
distant
|
lands.
|
(Fly)
|
(you)
|
(fools)
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