"Black Riders"
They ride by day, They ride by night, They ride in the in the shadows, They ride in the light. Beneath their black cloaks, Their faces are hidden. They used to be great kings of men, But now that is stricken. Their Mordor blades glimmer and shine, As they ride up to the Prancing Pony sign. They are searching, searching for one, They know what duty has to be done. Their master has given them the order to ride, So they rose on their horses and galloped away to make their find. They are searching for the one ring, the ring of power, The bearer ran from them to hide and cower. The shriek they let out when they find him could pierce the ear. They let it out whenever he is near. They will find the ring and kill the one who carries it. Then they will bring it back to Sauron so no one can destroy it.
They ride by day, They ride by night, They ride in the in the shadows, They ride in the light. Beneath their black cloaks, Their faces are hidden. They used to be great kings of men, But now that is stricken. Their Mordor blades glimmer and shine, As they ride up to the Prancing Pony sign. They are searching, searching for one, They know what duty has to be done. Their master has given them the order to ride, So they rose on their horses and galloped away to make their find. They are searching for the one ring, the ring of power, The bearer ran from them to hide and cower. The shriek they let out when they find him could pierce the ear. They let it out whenever he is near. They will find the ring and kill the one who carries it. Then they will bring it back to Sauron so no one can destroy it.