Gollum

Into the river went Deagol

Returned with golden band

"My birthday, give it to Smeagol"

Takes it from cold, dead hand

Precious, my precious I find

I must always make it mine

In the dark places we hide

From the great light's that spy

Into the Misty Mountainside

Go my precious ring and I

Precious, my precious so dear

I must always keep you near

Inside the cave Gollum lies

While the obsession grows

Soul reflects now on our outsides

And lust is all we knows

Precious, my precious it calls

I must follow whatever befalls

"Lost! My precious is lost!"

What's in Baggin's pockets?

Safe passage is the cost

Of riddles by nasty hobbits

Precious, my precious is borne away

I must follow, cannot delay

We find's the precious again

Deep where Orcs dwell

Elves, dwarves, hobbits and men

Protect young Baggins well

Precious, my precious is close

I must follow the path I chose

Baggins bid help of Smeagol

In land that bites our feet

Precious is ever our goal

His trust we return with deceit

Precious, my precious is nigh

I must now in her hunger rely

Shelob proves less astounding

As hobbits union of soul

Their victory resounding

Robs me again of my goal

Precious, my precious is taken once more

I must stay longer in the land of Mordor

Baggins cast me down doom's door

Friend lets me pass unharmed

Precious is nine fingers no more

With a stumble, my victory disarmed

Precious, my precious I heeded your call

Now we must perish and evil must fall