Ride of the Rohirrim

Riders of Theoden arise
'Pon valleys of emerald
Stallions ivory race the wind!

Trumpets call keen and clear
The horse masters from their halls
To wrath and war anon: Red nightfall!

Gleaming as silver
Our swords in the wind;
Six thousand spears
The cataclysm of steel!
Our armies are proud
Have glory and strength
Never surrender, never retreat
Ride on forever, ride to victory!

From the grasslands they come
Ride of the warriors;
Knights of Rohan advance
They storm like wrath of Gods!

"Out of doubt, out of dark to the day's rising
I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing.
To hope's end I rode and to heart's breaking:
Now for wrath, now for ruin and a red nightfall!"

Theoden king lift thy golden shield
Calling to the brave: great battle horn
Liege of the Mark sound the attack
Vengeance is begun - start the slaughter fall!

Theoden king ride like the wind,
Snowmane your steed bears thee in speed
To the field of blood where the fighting
Rages thick amid the crash of arms!

Behold the emerald host
Masters of Mark, noble lords;
Spear in hand, sword and lance - On they advance!

Into the fire we ride
Our flag unfurled to the sky
A song of war on our lips -We fight to die!

Gleaming as silver
Our swords in the wind;
Six thousand spears
The cataclysm of steel!
Our armies are proud
Have glory and strength
Never surrender, never retreat
Ride on forever, ride to victory!

From the grasslands they come
Ride of the warriors;
Knights of Rohan advance
They storm like wrath of Gods!

Arise, arise, Riders of Theoden!
Fell deeds awake: fire and slaughter!
Spear shall be shaken, shield shall be splintered,
A sword day, a red day, ere the sun rises!
Ride now, ride now! Ride to Gondor!