Boromir from Vayuljel EP by Vayuljel

A great divide
Has opened up between us as
I curse the pride
That took me into thrall
Temptation burned
Into my eyes a fantasy
Now to atone
I face the wrath and fall

My horn’s last blasting breath rings outward carried by the wind
Fate’s message finds my brother’s door; his wisdom lets it in
And so equipped, he’ll pass the test and thus undo my sin

Now I should rest
Accept the greater universe’s
Soft caress
And peacefully resign
But here, what be?
The powers that I trusted once
Have slandered me
Revealing their design

From leagues away and yet from whisper-close I hear my name
A sage explains my brother’s blood and mine are not the same
Heredity abandons me and casts me down in shame

A parable my life, from the tragedy my death
A message for mankind would save our spiritual wealth
Instead we get a lesson in the tyranny of blood
A few to sing from towers and the rest to crawl in mud

And now I see with clarity that I was but a pawn
The swine digs blind to truffles as to magic I was drawn
My brother feels no pull, instead exerting it himself
The dumb beasts that behold him shout his name and toast his health

The great and wise decree that we should seek out for our thanes
Tall men from that capricious house that broke the world in twain
And why resist? Our hearts insist we serve forevermore
The fair perfected demigods that sailed from Numenor

Lord Eru is well pleased with us, for perfect slaves are we
His beautiful lieutenants bid us ‘Fight on and be free’
Their exhortations guide us as we struggle through the pain
Our worthless blood is spilt the most as we preserve the chain

Curse Eru

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