The Prophecy Lyrics

by Howard Shore

Yenillor morne tulinte I quettar tercano nuruva
Hlasta, quetis Ilfirimain
Out of the black years come the words
The herald of death

Listen
It speaks to those who were not born to die

Hlasta, quetis ilfirimain
Corma turien te, corma tuvien, corma tultien te
Huines se nutien tercano nuruva
Tuvien corma tultien te, huinesse nutien
Corma turien te corma

Listen
It speaks to those who were not born to die

One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them
One ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind it
The herald of death to find, one ring to bring them all
And in the darkness bind it, one ring to rule them all
One ring