Scary, Scary Night

Scary, scary Night
Paint your pallette black and grey
Look out on a dreary day
My eyes can see the darkness in your soul

Shadows on the hill
Dead, the trees and the daffodils
Biting breeze and the deadly chills
No colour on the ashen, barren land

Now, I understand
What you tried to say to me
How I’ll suffer, lose my sanity
How I never will be free
I cannot fight you, I do not know how
Perhaps they’ll stop you now

Scary, scary night
Flaming tower, brightly blaze
Mountain smoking, choking haze
Reflect in Sauron’s eye of burning red

Everything I dread
Your fields are all bereft of grain
And all my days are filled with pain
You crush my hopes within your darkened hand

Now, I understand
What you tried to say to me
How I’ll suffer, lose my sanity
How I never will be free
I cannot fight you, I do not know how
Perhaps they’ll stop you now

For they do not love you
Though their hearts are true
And when no hope is left in sight
On this scary, scary night
They’d give their lives as heroes often do

But I could have told you, Sauron
This world was never meant
For one as black-hearted as you

Scary, scary night
Falling towers, empty halls
Toppling turrets and crumbling walls
Your eye is gone but we cannot forget

Like the strangers that we’ve met
The ragged man in ragged clothes
Is now a King, his kingdom grows
You’re crushed and broken
Time, it onward flows

Now, I think I know
What you tried to say to me
How I’d suffer, lose my sanity
How I never would be free
You did not listen, you’re not listening still
Perhaps you never will

[based on Don McLean’s “Vincent”]