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 © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2006
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