Alatar   Ithryn Luin   The fallen one   Alatar      The chosen servants   Sent from the isle of Aman   Wearing the colours   Bearing counsel and aid   Alatar the noble Istar   Higher of Blue Wizards   One of the genuine three   The counter of history      Path of his led to the Eastern realms   Plans ill natured all concealed   He was lost among the others   Lust of power and dominion      The son of the Hunter   Who failed and forsake his task   One vision in sight   For the others he's blind   Alatar the fallen Wizard   Denies the lords, Valar   He followed the easiest way   No more gods to obey      Task divine forgotten   Into the realm of darkness   Fallen one will never rise   Before the dawn of demise