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Coral hued horizons herald a new day

Black clouds cast a spell of shadow

Enthroned high above gods our weapons hallow

As to the lands of Gondor we ride!

We’re the host of glory,

Masters of revenge, allies of the King!

For the Elfstone and his throne

Today we shall charge the field!

Havoc is the cry

Into the raging tempest of steel!

Deeds of song

On the fields of Pelennor!

Deeds of song

By mighty knights performed!

Deeds of song

A legend from the days of old!

Eoreds of the Rohirim

Pound the vast green meadows

With lowered lances

Faces grim, painted for war

Thunderfire cracks in battle dances!

Men of Dol Amroth

Tall and fair raven warriors

Shining bright long swords

‘gainst the chains of the Orcs

Empowered with spells

All hail mighty Gondor!

Behind the defenders

Our prince will not hide!

First mongst the avengers

Like the thunder he strikes!

At the hour of his wrath

Dare not block his path!

We yield only when dead

Never throw down our flag

Nor in shame surrender,

Afterwards awaits us a deathbed

Gilded with the praise of a skald!

Darkness surrounds us

We stand side by side

With swords drawn we fight

To protect the realm of light

And the stars in the sky

For Elbereth we fight!

“And now the fighting waxed furious on the fields of the Pelennor; and the din of arms rose upon high, with the crying of men and the neighing of horses. Horns were blown and trumpets were braying, and the mumakil were bellowing as they were goaded to war. Under the south walls of the City the footmen of Gondor now drove against the legions of Morgul that were still gathered there in strength. But the horsemen rode eastward to the succor of Eomer: Hurin the Tall, Warden of the Keys, and the Lord of Lossarnach , and Hirluin of the Green Hills, and Prince Imrahil the fair with his knights all about him.”

Like all warriors

Into the sky

Unconquered finally we die

Wreathed in sunset, bleeding clouds

Noble victory be mine!