The Forging of the Rings of Power III
Alas, a vicious deception was too conceived, in the land of Mordor of ash and desolation,
A ruling Ring was forged in the fires of Mount Doom,
Whose master for whole domination now seeks,
Battling the other Rings and their bearers, of whom he may have control.
Disgraceful was the day, in which kind-hearted craftsmen hearkened phoney words and suspicious gifts accepted.