I watch the dawn light burn across
The fields and I recall
How the shire night turns to dust
How skies of blue can banish the storm
In my minds eye, return I must
To fields that I recall
As the streams unfold
So the waters flow from the pail

I watch the dawn light burn across
The fields and I recall
As a child I learned to [bad word] Desire the [bad word] and never before
Did a black sky dare to cross
The fields that I recall?
Something feels so cold
Apparitions cloaked stalk the vale
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 [bad word] them all
Lost in the battle and now forsaken
Beckons as it lies in wait
Centuries past 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 [bad word] 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
I watch the dawn light burn across
The fields and I recall
How the shire night turns to dust
How skies of blue can banish the storm
In my minds eye, return I must
To the fields that I recall