Post by bran_sinnach on Dec 2, 2006 17:22:19 GMT -5
Nazgul
"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"
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,
And 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,
For you can get no power by being other's slaves,
And now they'll hear him laughing as they're fading away.
He took their minds, their hopes, their hearts, their souls,
And sent them after a little man from the north who didn't know
The power and the magic in a little ring which he kept.
Guided by Sauron they gathered at the ford, their goal so close,
"Give us the ring and come with us to Mordor."
"I will give you nothing," he replies
"I will give you nothing."
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,
In the land of death you can be no king.
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,
And as he reaches Orodruin's fire they remember his words...
"I will give you nothing", he replies,
"I will give you nothing", he cries,
"I will never ever give you anything."
But they hungered too much, too far, too loud,
And 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,
For you can get no power by being other's slaves,
And now they'll hear him laughing as they're fading away.
He took their minds, their hopes, their hearts, their souls,
And sent them after a little man from the north who didn't know
The power and the magic in a little ring which he kept.
Guided by Sauron they gathered at the ford, their goal so close,
"Give us the ring and come with us to Mordor."
"I will give you nothing," he replies
"I will give you nothing."
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,
In the land of death you can be no king.
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,
And as he reaches Orodruin's fire they remember his words...
"I will give you nothing", he replies,
"I will give you nothing", he cries,
"I will never ever give you anything."