(ŠLords of the Stone 1992)

The old grey Wizard, threw the Ring, into the Fire.
He stopped, and removed it, "pick it up, it's quite cool".
Lines of Fire, form the Letters, of a flowing Script,
Inside and outside, running along the Ring.

This is, the Master Ring
The One-Ring, to rule them all
The Dark Lord, has arisen again
And returned, to his Black Tower
The One Ring, that he lost
So great, his desire
He lacks, the One
At, any cost

The Gold looked fair, pure, plain, smooth, so precious.
One Thing, to give him strength, and break the Last Defence.
Three Rings, for the Elven-Kings, under the Sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-Lords, in their Halls of Stone,
Nine for Mortal Men, doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord, on his Dark Throne.
In the, Land of Mordor
Where, the Shadows lie
One Ring, to rule them all
One Ring, to find them
One Ring, to bring them all
And in the, Darkness bind them
In the, Land of Mordor
Where, the Shadows lie

There's only one way, to stop the Second Darkness
Try to find the Cracks of Doom, and cast the Ring in there.

Lyrics adapted from Chapter 2, Book 1 of The Fellowship of the Ring ("The Shadow of the Past").

DSFA 5 Resurrection Of Reality (CD 1992)