Trinket, sweet trinket,
Come to my hand,
We’ll live at the roots and we’ll know all the land.
Magic, my magic,
Let me see what you are,
I feel your warmth though light is so far.
Present, little present,
You’re a gift I could keep,
So pretty my precious that you make me weep.
So small a thing,
He gave it to me,
Now put it on softly so nobody sees.

Welcome to the dark,
Where the cold stone will see right through you.
And the world is lost,
Where shadows are all for you to hold to.

Echoes, just echoes,
No voice but my own,
Whispers the dark so I feel less alone.
Whispers, dark whispers,
He’s using my voice,
He’s creeping inside me like I have no choice.
Comfort, strange comfort,
Less lonely with him,
We’re two of a kind but we’re feeling so grim.
We hunt, how we hunt,
It wriggles and thrashes,
We slip on our finger and we catch with our precious.

Welcome to the dark,
Where the cold stone will see right through you.
And the world is lost,
Where shadows are all for you to hold to.

He’s seeking, so reeking,
He stinks us so bad,
We can’t see the sunlight which made us so glad.
Riddles, little riddle,
A fish in the dark,
Flowers in sun, time making its mark.
The cheat, that filth,
We wants to play fair,
Oh we’ll play us, my precious, more than he can bear.
The Baggins, the thief,
We’ll track his dark way,
We’ll take ours own back and we’ll make them all pay.

Welcome to the dark,
Where the cold stone will see right through you.
And the world is lost,
Where shadows are all for you to hold to.