Sons Of Riddermark Lyrics

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Horse lords the men of Rohan
Allies of Gondor the land below
Green fields they guard with honour
Eastern terror, keep away!
Finest chargers of Middle-earth
They raise and ride
See the banners of Riddermark
If you're foe, you should run or hide

River Anduin, Fangorn forest
Mountains of Mist and White Horn
Mighty borders surround the Kingdom
Strong regions to guard the land

Edoras the heart of Rohan
Capital of Riddermark
Fortresses around the realm
Dunharrow and Helm's Deep
Citadels so hard to annex
Victory in both of them...
Battle of the Pelennor Fields
Invasion of Dunlending

Third Age of the Sun
The battle of Filed of Celebrant
Orchish triumph was so near
Then the third army arrived
There's no enemy who
Could ever oberwhelm those plains of light
Steal their fate of better times
And kill the fire in their eyes

Golden-haired horsemen
And their King Eorl the Young
Victory by the Eothed
Salvation to the southern lands
Great reward they have gained
From the people they have saved
Expression of gratitude
On northern fields they stay

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Horse lords the men of Rohan  
Allies of Gondor the land below  
Green fields they guard with honour  
Eastern terror, keep away!  
Finest chargers of Middle-earth  
They raise and ride  
See the banners of Riddermark  
If you're foe, you should run or hide  
  
River Anduin, Fangorn forest  
Mountains of Mist and White Horn  
Mighty borders surround the Kingdom  
Strong regions to guard the land  
  
Edoras the heart of Rohan  
Capital of Riddermark  
Fortresses around the realm  
Dunharrow and Helm's Deep  
Citadels so hard to annex  
Victory in both of them...  
Battle of the Pelennor Fields  
Invasion of Dunlending  
  
Third Age of the Sun  
The battle of Filed of Celebrant  
Orchish triumph was so near  
Then the third army arrived  
There's no enemy who  
Could ever oberwhelm those plains of light  
Steal their fate of better times  
And kill the fire in their eyes  
  
Golden-haired horsemen  
And their King Eorl the Young  
Victory by the Eothed  
Salvation to the southern lands  
Great reward they have gained  
From the people they have saved  
Expression of gratitude  
On northern fields they stay

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