Frodo after the destruction of the ring... hey, what can I say? I was on a
role!
Mmmm... sandwiches... (lame joke, huh?) oh yeah, and I know that Mordor
doesn't rhyme with 'more' unless you say it with a terrible, unelvish
accent.

The One Ring has fallen
Into the fiery pit
And now that it is vanished
I regret my love of it
It's hold on me is conquered
And darkness has gone away
I wish I could now see
The Enemy loose His sway
I held His weapon in my hand
And it called out to me
'Frodo' it hissed like a serpent
and I its Lord was to be
At last our grief has died
Within the Crack of Doom
But now I'll die in Mordor
Surrounded by stench and gloom
Poor Gollum paid for treachery
And into the fires fell
At least he held his precious
And he'll have it still in hell
I'm glad Sam-lad is with me
Here at an end of to things
I wish I'd never been involved
With dark lords and with rings
I'd rather be at home
With Bilbo by my side
But Bilbo's probably gone now-
Like Gandalf he has died
Perhaps those are some angels
That far above me fly
And I think I saw old Gandalf
With concern in his deep eye
The darkness pools around me
I don't feel the pain anymore
My destiny is upon me
Here in black Mordor