Downfallen

Souls savaged for centuries To gain the rings of power 3 ages passed yet most not dared To tread where grew no flower Melkor rechristened to Morgoth The kingdom his, beyond Gorgoroth (Now) Beyond the oceans, lay the mountain of doom And Minas Morgul Downfallen the Warriors now Sleeping forever under the moon Dare not speaketh did tongue elven Of the ring whose power lie beyond comprehension Whose power from near all lie far from reach And whose inscription spake in Black Speech "Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg gimbatul, ash nazg thrakatulûk agh burzum-ishi krimpatul." "One ring to rule them all One ring to find them One ring to bring them all And in the darkness bind them." These words echoed beyond Where the Downfallen still lie forever Sleeping under the moon. Sleeping the eternal sleep of death... And to burn in the frozen inferno Ancient now are the memories jocund Betrayed they fall; Black is the night. Black as the night The torch's gleam, Morgoth's dream. Once lusted, now fulfilled.