The Ring-Bearer

Under tenebrous grey of night
he stepped out to big darkness.
Distress in heart and dread before
and with shadows behind heels.
Wind was blowing into his hair,
about it he dreams at night.
In desolate and dim landscape
he came up from the twilight.
He went to meet a certain death
up to towers of Watchfuls.
And with him his loyal Sam went,
who offered him his help full.
He took Doom of every people
let it’s forever destroyed.
He saw the Big Eye of Power
and then its strength he impaired.
The empire and Lord of Evil
he decided to undo.
The One Big Ring of his force he
flung to fire of Mount Doom.
The nine fingers of Dark Lord
and the nine of my own hands.
As warning to all evils
now he must suffer torments.

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