"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"



They were once nine kings with power in their hands

But they hungered too much, too far, too loud

So the dark lord heard their crying for more lands

More lands to reign, their vanity took their pride

They should have listened to the voices in their minds

You can get no power by being other's slaves

Now they'll hear him laughing as they're fading away

He took their minds, their hope, their hearts, their souls

Now they're after a little man from the north who didn't know

The power and the magic in a little ring which he keeps

Guided by Sauron they gathered at the ford, they said:

"Give us the ring and come with us to Mordor"

"I will give you nothing", he replies

"I will give you nothing", he replies



In the land of death you can be no king

Now they're just false replicas of what they once were

They say eternal life, I say eternal pain

The sound of death and pain is in their cries

So now the nine riders are making the dark lord's will

They have forgotten their names, just oblivion in their minds

They are addicted to him, they are addicted to his ring

Their only vulnerability is reaching their home

The little man is carrying their lives in his hands

The face of Angmar doesn't fear this man on his way

He's approaching the Mount Doom to throw it away, down there

In Orodruin's fire they remember his words

"I will give you nothing", he replies

"I will give you nothing", he replies

"I will give you nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing", he cries

"I will never ever give you anything", he cries