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The wind it howls across the plain
The grass it bends beneath the rain
But we are sons of snow and sun
Of roaring hooves and banners spun
Our fathers fell on Gorgoroth
And still we ride, defying wrath
To war! To war! The horn resounds
The earth shall shake, the foe shall drown
Rohan rides! Rohan rides
By moon and sun and mountain tides
With golden hair and hearts like flame
We charge through fear, we ride through shame
Ride now! Ride now! Ride for wrath
And ruin on the shadow's path
Théoden King, with sword held high
A fire burning in his eye
He calls the banners, strikes the drum
And death shall kneel before we come
No tomb shall bind our battle song
No grave shall silence right from wrong
From Dunharrow to Anduin's shore
We ride like storm we ride to war
O Sons of Eorl, do you not hear
The ghosts of old are drawing near
In barrow-deep and hollow stone
They call you home you ride alone
But still you gallop, still you fight
With morning breath and dying light
And lo! The city stands in flame
Minas Tirith cries our name
The White Tree burns, the walls are torn
But hope shall rise with Rohan's horn
The black ships come, the day is dim
But not while we have strength of limb
For every steed, for every kin
We ride, we ride to die or win
Rohan rides! Rohan rides
Let the earth split where shadow hides
For Gondor calls, and we obey
Ride now, ride now, into the fray
Ride now! Ride now! For death and flame
Let every foe remember our name
Théoden falls, yet still we stand
The fallen King, sword in his hand
A shield for friends, a wrath for foes
A storm that sings where cold wind blows
Though fire may take the fields of green
The deeds of men shall yet be seen