We are one

We are one.

One soul in nine bodies, tied together by threads of spirit and Darkness.

We are one.

What one of us can see, all can, I/we are one, bonded more tightly than anything else could, even fate herself.

We are one.

Nine riders on nine steeds, nine forms for one soul.

We are one.

Now we are eight. He/We is gone, I/we do not feel pain, it is not our body that is destroyed. We feel agony. He/We is gone.

We are one.

Summons come, I/We must go, together flying.

We are one.

We are one.

Ash...Smoke on the wind...Pain, burning pain...I/We scream...

We are gone.

I own nothing, but I like the Ringwraiths.