(2001 Gary Hughes)

The ring smiths back in time
Forged thirteen rings of might
The nine they made for mortals
Fell to darkness from the light

The dark lord learned the craft
This secret his at last
And shadows grew from Mordor
As the master ring was cast

Stealing the craft from the great ring shapers
One and its master would rule them all
Lost in the battle and now forsaken
Beckons as it lies in wait

Centuries past and the power awakened
Speaks from the depths of the Anduin
Now it returns to its evil maker
To its will each emissary breaks

This power from beyond
Such strength to overcome
The tortured brittle minds
They are haunted by the one

Three made for the white
Tall Elven Kings delight
And seven for the Dwarf Lords
From the Mithril they mined

Stealing the craft from the great ring shapers
One and its master would rule them all
Lost in the battle and now forsaken
Beckons as it lies in wait

Centuries past and the power awakened
Speaks from the depths of the Anduin
Now it returns to its evil maker
To its will each emissary breaks

Stealing the craft from the great ring shapers
One and its master would rule them all
Lost in the battle and now forsaken
Beckons as it lies in wait

Centuries past and the power awakened
Speaks from the depths of the Anduin
Now it returns to its evil maker
To its will each emissary breaks

Now it returns to its evil maker
To its will each emissary breaks

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