Bob Catley - Emissary lyrics

The ring smiths back in time Forged thirteen rings of might The nine they made for mortals Fell to darkness from the light The dark lord learned the craft This secret his at last And shadows grew from Mordor As the master ring was cast Stealing the craft from the great ring shapers One and its master would rule them all Lost in the battle and now forsaken Beckons as it lies in wait Centuries pa**ed and the power awakened Speaks from the depths of the Anduin Now it returns to its evil maker To this will each emissary breaks This power from beyond Such strength to overcome The tortured brittle minds That are haunted by the one Three made for the white Tall elven kings delight And seven for the dwarf lords From the Mithril they mined Stealing the craft from the great ring shapers One and its master would rule them all Lost in the battle and now forsaken Beckons as it lies in wait Centuries pa**ed and the power awakened Speaks from the depths of the Anduin Now it returns to its evil maker To this will each emissary breaks Stealing the craft from the great ring shapers One and its master would rule them all Lost in the battle and now forsaken Beckons as it lies in wait Centuries pa**ed and the power awakened Speaks from the depths of the Anduin Now it returns to its evil maker To this will each emissary breaks Now it returns to its evil maker To this will each emissary breaks