Deep in Utumno,
what lies inside,
many do not know,
where the dark lord does confide,
With its many pits,
the dark lord sits,
where his malice grows,
seeds of evil he sews,
beings of malice and spite,
the home of all his might,
Melkor the lord of Middle Earth,
within he does lurk,
Deep in Utumno,
the center of his malice.