Now the Ring of Truth is on it's way to Mordor.
The Nazgul sit and laugh.
While the dwarves die for a lost cause
The demons are encircling the fortress
to welcome him into their lands
to make him king
of the reign of lies he'll bring
Like a surface of a lake
the truth will seem unchanged
but the illusion will permeate.
A monster in its depths.
It will darken the waters
with the blood of its victims
all will be corrupt, save
for the surface that glistens
The truth that remains
will be a sliver of it's former selfthe rest of the iceberg
will be bathed in a sea of blood