(©Zakas 1985)
three rings for 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.
Hobbit hole at bag's end on to rivendell,
through mirkwood forest where
evil trees loom,
black riders of nazgul hot on your trail.
Destiny is awaiting you
cracks of mnt. Doom,
will the darkness shape you? Will you break it's spell?
One ring to change your mind
one ring to save you
one ring that you will find
wants to take control of you
for all of middle earth you must not fail.
Remember you are the rings master
it will cloud your thoughts with power
you and only you can decide your fate
in the final hour
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