Ringwraiths

We are cold and dark, black as night
Our souls are dead, yet we remain.
To serve our Master is our only purpose,
To return to him Isildur’s Bain.

One Ring to rule them all,
Men, Elves, Dwarves, all shall fall.
Bound in the darkness they shall be
Unable to hear, unable to see.

But feel they shall; they will not escape
The rule of our Master, of the fear he creates.
Their courage shall fail them, and cower they will
Before the Dark Lord, until their life stills.

We are the Ringwraiths, the minions of our Lord,
In the land of the shadows we do dwell,
In the place where only lasting darkness reigns
Where the spirits of all, we shall forever quell.