Let Shadoiwfax Run

As the battle
      for Middle earth
  comes to a flash-point
the riders of Rohan 
     head foward
to fufill their ancient vows
     to the folk
  of Minas Tirith
They are riders of reknown
   and they are heading 
   to battle
with the forces of the Necromancer
     The White Rider
lead the way
    on a horse
  which has no peer
Let Shadowfax ride!
Let the forces of the Dark Lord tremble!
We ride for all the peoples 
of Middle Earth!
We rid for freedom!
  Our pathe was forged
by the powers of light
   which the poweres of darkness 
     cannot match, cannot defeat
    One white rider on a proud steed
leads a mighty army 
to challenge the master
of the darkness
   And open a shining path
For the kindred peoples
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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