On the limitless plain, and the fall of her hair
It has mantled a world.
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Which direction we are going
There's no knowing where we're rowing
Or which way the river's flowing
Is it raining?
Is it snowing?
Is a hurricane a-blowing?
Not a speck of light is showing
So the danger must be growing
Are the fires of hell a-glowing?
Is the grisly reaper mowing?
Yes, the danger must be growing
'Cause the rowers keep on rowing
And they're certainly not showing
Any signs that they are slowing!
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RGB: 37 50 53
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RGB: 118 149 154
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RGB: 53 29 21
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RGB: 187 176 159
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RGB: 238 229 208
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
