Ride now, riders of The-Oden
Fell deeds awake, dark is it eastward
Let horse be bridled, let horn be sounded
Ride now, Eorlingas (x2)

Where do the footfalls resound from my fathers?
In distant Pelenor, where no man bears shame.
A people once mighty now fell’ed with fear,
As Riddermark raise banners to Minas Anor.

Bring forth Grond the black, for we fear not its scorn,
As Haradrim awake to smell their last morn,
No dragon backed riders, nor Mumakil will sway,
The golden-willed glory of our spears on this day. (x2)

Ride now, riders of The-Oden,
Fell deeds awake, fire and slaughter
Spear shall be shaken, shield shall be shattered,
A sword day, a red day, ere- the sun rises!

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