One Ring to rule them all...
Passed down through generations, the power of the One Ring calls. Though meant to bind the kings of men, somehow I find it binding me.
One Ring to find them…
I, the heir of Isildur, am fastened to this small, beautiful circlet of fiery gold, tied inextricably to its fate, good or evil.
One Ring to bring them all…
Good? No good will come of this bringer of death, this herald of darkness. Only wickedness, only pain, only malice, only spite, only enslavement, only agony will it bring.
And in the darkness bind them.