Of Wrath and Ruin
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⏱️ 12:50 duration
🆔 ID: 16866478
📜 Lyrics
The dead have served us well,
at last the corsairs' ships are ours
We've no time left to spare,
we must set sail for Gondor's towers
'Neath dire seige the white city lies,
though Rohan's aid arrives
We must make haste to reach their shore
or else all hope has died
Horns blow, and trumpets blare,
knights of Rohan charge
Through spear and slaughter, blade and blood,
glory will be ours!
The earth shall shake with our approach,
wrath's incarnate horde
As weathering the Southrons' charge,
the Horse-King draws his sword
'Midst the maelstrom the black serpent falls,
As to Rohan grim destiny calls
Out of doubt and out of dark, to the day's rising
I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing.
To hope's end I rode, and to heart's breaking:
Now for wrath, now for ruin, and a red nightfall!
Victory seems now short lived
as black wings fill the skies
Minas Morgul's lord descends,
cadaverous in his guise
Dark the dart that sealed fair Snowmane's fate
The king collapsed beneath his weight
But as the beast approaches swift,
its hunger foul to sate,
A helmed Rohirrim stands between them,
daring death and fate
"Come not between a Nazgûl and his prey,"
the demon cries,
Yet loathe to lord abandon,
she the dwimmerlaik defies
'Tis said no mortal man might slay
the Witch-King of Angmar,
but a halfling and a shieldmaiden
stand fast against his power
Into the sky the fell beast flies
to strike with beak and claw,
A single flash, a thund'rous crash,
a severed head and maw
Above the crumpled corpse,
its tow'ring master now arise
Within his robes naught to behold
but gleaming of his eyes
Yet soon he halts his grim assault
and stumbles to the ground
With barrow-blade the halfling's made
his soul and flesh unbound
With a war-cry she thrusts forth her blade,
Through the cowl of the Nazgûl now slain
Out of doubt and out of dark, to the day's rising
I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing.
To hope's end I rode, and to heart's breaking:
Now for wrath, now for ruin, and a red nightfall!
Rally to my banner, fearless Riders of the Mark,
A ceaseless swell of wrath and ruin
immolates my heart
Ride headlong through spear and tusk,
leave man and monster slain
Make them pay most dearly
for the kin we've lost this day
My king and sister felled as one,
they've drawn their final breath
Now ride, Rohirrim, a final charge,
for ruin, for death, for death!
Ūt of twēon,
ūt of twēonelēohte,
tēah hē tō þæm dæġræde
singende on sunnan,
sweord on handa.
Hopan oncwealde,
hopan wearð cweald hē;
ofer undǣd, ofer dēað,
ofer dōm ārās
fram lose, fram līfe,
lange tō āre.
And in this moment, when all hope seems lost
Brethren's broken bodies lying o'er the field
The tides of Orcs and Haradrim,
they never seem to end
But the battered ranks of Men
stand firm and will not yield
Until on tides yet fouler Umbar's sails we sight
Our final hope escaping as they blot the light
But from the ghastly ships
our comrade's faces come ashore
At last the broken Fellowship
as one will march to war
The host of Minas Morgul
swiftly taken unawares
By the armies led by
Isildur's and Eorl's mighty heirs
With our deeds this day
we see our blighted legacy restored
The hearts of men redeemed at Pelennor
Mourn not overmuch, for mighty was the fallen
To his end he rode, his oath held solemn
When his mound is raised beside our halls
Then may we weep; war unbidden calls us now
out of doubt and out of dark, to the day's rising
I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing.
To hope's end I rode, and to heart's breaking:
Now for wrath, now for ruin, and a red nightfall!
(Out of doubt and out of dark, a new day rising)
(Sing of an age of hope, and peace unending)
(Fell deeds wake, fire and slaughter; forth Eorlingas!)
Now for wrath, now for ruin, and a red nightfall!
at last the corsairs' ships are ours
We've no time left to spare,
we must set sail for Gondor's towers
'Neath dire seige the white city lies,
though Rohan's aid arrives
We must make haste to reach their shore
or else all hope has died
Horns blow, and trumpets blare,
knights of Rohan charge
Through spear and slaughter, blade and blood,
glory will be ours!
The earth shall shake with our approach,
wrath's incarnate horde
As weathering the Southrons' charge,
the Horse-King draws his sword
'Midst the maelstrom the black serpent falls,
As to Rohan grim destiny calls
Out of doubt and out of dark, to the day's rising
I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing.
To hope's end I rode, and to heart's breaking:
Now for wrath, now for ruin, and a red nightfall!
Victory seems now short lived
as black wings fill the skies
Minas Morgul's lord descends,
cadaverous in his guise
Dark the dart that sealed fair Snowmane's fate
The king collapsed beneath his weight
But as the beast approaches swift,
its hunger foul to sate,
A helmed Rohirrim stands between them,
daring death and fate
"Come not between a Nazgûl and his prey,"
the demon cries,
Yet loathe to lord abandon,
she the dwimmerlaik defies
'Tis said no mortal man might slay
the Witch-King of Angmar,
but a halfling and a shieldmaiden
stand fast against his power
Into the sky the fell beast flies
to strike with beak and claw,
A single flash, a thund'rous crash,
a severed head and maw
Above the crumpled corpse,
its tow'ring master now arise
Within his robes naught to behold
but gleaming of his eyes
Yet soon he halts his grim assault
and stumbles to the ground
With barrow-blade the halfling's made
his soul and flesh unbound
With a war-cry she thrusts forth her blade,
Through the cowl of the Nazgûl now slain
Out of doubt and out of dark, to the day's rising
I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing.
To hope's end I rode, and to heart's breaking:
Now for wrath, now for ruin, and a red nightfall!
Rally to my banner, fearless Riders of the Mark,
A ceaseless swell of wrath and ruin
immolates my heart
Ride headlong through spear and tusk,
leave man and monster slain
Make them pay most dearly
for the kin we've lost this day
My king and sister felled as one,
they've drawn their final breath
Now ride, Rohirrim, a final charge,
for ruin, for death, for death!
Ūt of twēon,
ūt of twēonelēohte,
tēah hē tō þæm dæġræde
singende on sunnan,
sweord on handa.
Hopan oncwealde,
hopan wearð cweald hē;
ofer undǣd, ofer dēað,
ofer dōm ārās
fram lose, fram līfe,
lange tō āre.
And in this moment, when all hope seems lost
Brethren's broken bodies lying o'er the field
The tides of Orcs and Haradrim,
they never seem to end
But the battered ranks of Men
stand firm and will not yield
Until on tides yet fouler Umbar's sails we sight
Our final hope escaping as they blot the light
But from the ghastly ships
our comrade's faces come ashore
At last the broken Fellowship
as one will march to war
The host of Minas Morgul
swiftly taken unawares
By the armies led by
Isildur's and Eorl's mighty heirs
With our deeds this day
we see our blighted legacy restored
The hearts of men redeemed at Pelennor
Mourn not overmuch, for mighty was the fallen
To his end he rode, his oath held solemn
When his mound is raised beside our halls
Then may we weep; war unbidden calls us now
out of doubt and out of dark, to the day's rising
I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing.
To hope's end I rode, and to heart's breaking:
Now for wrath, now for ruin, and a red nightfall!
(Out of doubt and out of dark, a new day rising)
(Sing of an age of hope, and peace unending)
(Fell deeds wake, fire and slaughter; forth Eorlingas!)
Now for wrath, now for ruin, and a red nightfall!
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[01:08.10] The dead have served us well,
[01:10.86] at last the corsairs' ships are ours
[01:15.22] We've no time left to spare,
[01:17.57] we must set sail for Gondor's towers
[01:22.03] 'Neath dire seige the white city lies,
[01:25.58] though Rohan's aid arrives
[01:28.61] We must make haste to reach their shore
[01:32.34] or else all hope has died
[01:38.57]
[01:51.32] Horns blow, and trumpets blare,
[01:54.71] knights of Rohan charge
[01:57.86] Through spear and slaughter, blade and blood,
[02:01.66] glory will be ours!
[02:04.85] The earth shall shake with our approach,
[02:08.41] wrath's incarnate horde
[02:11.77] As weathering the Southrons' charge,
[02:15.22] the Horse-King draws his sword
[02:18.39] 'Midst the maelstrom the black serpent falls,
[02:25.24] As to Rohan grim destiny calls
[02:31.62] Out of doubt and out of dark, to the day's rising
[02:39.07] I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing.
[02:46.29] To hope's end I rode, and to heart's breaking:
[02:53.00] Now for wrath, now for ruin, and a red nightfall!
[03:02.53]
[03:13.61] Victory seems now short lived
[03:16.72] as black wings fill the skies
[03:20.42] Minas Morgul's lord descends,
[03:23.50] cadaverous in his guise
[03:27.99] Dark the dart that sealed fair Snowmane's fate
[03:34.26] The king collapsed beneath his weight
[03:43.46]
[03:46.86] But as the beast approaches swift,
[03:57.04] its hunger foul to sate,
[03:58.71] A helmed Rohirrim stands between them,
[04:00.67] daring death and fate
[04:02.21] "Come not between a Nazgûl and his prey,"
[04:04.52] the demon cries,
[04:05.84] Yet loathe to lord abandon,
[04:07.54] she the dwimmerlaik defies
[04:10.44]
[04:16.52] 'Tis said no mortal man might slay
[04:18.35] the Witch-King of Angmar,
[04:20.08] but a halfling and a shieldmaiden
[04:21.73] stand fast against his power
[04:23.56] Into the sky the fell beast flies
[04:25.45] to strike with beak and claw,
[04:27.20] A single flash, a thund'rous crash,
[04:29.02] a severed head and maw
[04:30.76] Above the crumpled corpse,
[04:32.17] its tow'ring master now arise
[04:34.35] Within his robes naught to behold
[04:36.07] but gleaming of his eyes
[04:37.80] Yet soon he halts his grim assault
[04:39.67] and stumbles to the ground
[04:41.33] With barrow-blade the halfling's made
[04:43.20] his soul and flesh unbound
[04:44.87] With a war-cry she thrusts forth her blade,
[04:51.35] Through the cowl of the Nazgûl now slain
[04:57.52] Out of doubt and out of dark, to the day's rising
[05:05.80] I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing.
[05:12.95] To hope's end I rode, and to heart's breaking:
[05:19.81] Now for wrath, now for ruin, and a red nightfall!
[05:26.77] Rally to my banner, fearless Riders of the Mark,
[05:33.11] A ceaseless swell of wrath and ruin
[05:37.06] immolates my heart
[05:40.48] Ride headlong through spear and tusk,
[05:43.49] leave man and monster slain
[05:47.17] Make them pay most dearly
[05:49.60] for the kin we've lost this day
[05:53.13] My king and sister felled as one,
[05:57.41] they've drawn their final breath
[06:00.91] Now ride, Rohirrim, a final charge,
[06:05.68] for ruin, for death, for death!
[07:01.80] Ūt of twēon,
[07:04.65] ūt of twēonelēohte,
[07:12.15] tēah hē tō þæm dæġræde
[07:14.35] singende on sunnan,
[07:14.65] sweord on handa.
[07:16.48] Hopan oncwealde,
[07:16.48] hopan wearð cweald hē;
[07:19.32] ofer undǣd, ofer dēað,
[07:24.03] ofer dōm ārās
[07:24.58] fram lose, fram līfe,
[07:53.43] lange tō āre.
[07:55.64]
[09:25.20] And in this moment, when all hope seems lost
[09:32.72] Brethren's broken bodies lying o'er the field
[09:40.33] The tides of Orcs and Haradrim,
[09:43.98] they never seem to end
[09:47.77] But the battered ranks of Men
[09:50.55] stand firm and will not yield
[09:55.49] Until on tides yet fouler Umbar's sails we sight
[10:03.13] Our final hope escaping as they blot the light
[10:12.63]
[10:21.97] But from the ghastly ships
[10:23.37] our comrade's faces come ashore
[10:25.35] At last the broken Fellowship
[10:27.23] as one will march to war
[10:28.96] The host of Minas Morgul
[10:30.34] swiftly taken unawares
[10:32.31] By the armies led by
[10:34.26] Isildur's and Eorl's mighty heirs
[10:36.07] With our deeds this day
[10:38.11] we see our blighted legacy restored
[10:42.78] The hearts of men redeemed at Pelennor
[11:04.95] Mourn not overmuch, for mighty was the fallen
[11:12.51] To his end he rode, his oath held solemn
[11:19.53] When his mound is raised beside our halls
[11:26.01] Then may we weep; war unbidden calls us now
[11:32.47] out of doubt and out of dark, to the day's rising
[11:39.79] I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing.
[11:46.99] To hope's end I rode, and to heart's breaking:
[11:53.79] Now for wrath, now for ruin, and a red nightfall!
[11:58.02] (Out of doubt and out of dark, a new day rising)
[12:00.43] (Sing of an age of hope, and peace unending)
[12:14.88] (Fell deeds wake, fire and slaughter; forth Eorlingas!)
[12:21.25] Now for wrath, now for ruin, and a red nightfall!
[12:28.64]
[01:10.86] at last the corsairs' ships are ours
[01:15.22] We've no time left to spare,
[01:17.57] we must set sail for Gondor's towers
[01:22.03] 'Neath dire seige the white city lies,
[01:25.58] though Rohan's aid arrives
[01:28.61] We must make haste to reach their shore
[01:32.34] or else all hope has died
[01:38.57]
[01:51.32] Horns blow, and trumpets blare,
[01:54.71] knights of Rohan charge
[01:57.86] Through spear and slaughter, blade and blood,
[02:01.66] glory will be ours!
[02:04.85] The earth shall shake with our approach,
[02:08.41] wrath's incarnate horde
[02:11.77] As weathering the Southrons' charge,
[02:15.22] the Horse-King draws his sword
[02:18.39] 'Midst the maelstrom the black serpent falls,
[02:25.24] As to Rohan grim destiny calls
[02:31.62] Out of doubt and out of dark, to the day's rising
[02:39.07] I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing.
[02:46.29] To hope's end I rode, and to heart's breaking:
[02:53.00] Now for wrath, now for ruin, and a red nightfall!
[03:02.53]
[03:13.61] Victory seems now short lived
[03:16.72] as black wings fill the skies
[03:20.42] Minas Morgul's lord descends,
[03:23.50] cadaverous in his guise
[03:27.99] Dark the dart that sealed fair Snowmane's fate
[03:34.26] The king collapsed beneath his weight
[03:43.46]
[03:46.86] But as the beast approaches swift,
[03:57.04] its hunger foul to sate,
[03:58.71] A helmed Rohirrim stands between them,
[04:00.67] daring death and fate
[04:02.21] "Come not between a Nazgûl and his prey,"
[04:04.52] the demon cries,
[04:05.84] Yet loathe to lord abandon,
[04:07.54] she the dwimmerlaik defies
[04:10.44]
[04:16.52] 'Tis said no mortal man might slay
[04:18.35] the Witch-King of Angmar,
[04:20.08] but a halfling and a shieldmaiden
[04:21.73] stand fast against his power
[04:23.56] Into the sky the fell beast flies
[04:25.45] to strike with beak and claw,
[04:27.20] A single flash, a thund'rous crash,
[04:29.02] a severed head and maw
[04:30.76] Above the crumpled corpse,
[04:32.17] its tow'ring master now arise
[04:34.35] Within his robes naught to behold
[04:36.07] but gleaming of his eyes
[04:37.80] Yet soon he halts his grim assault
[04:39.67] and stumbles to the ground
[04:41.33] With barrow-blade the halfling's made
[04:43.20] his soul and flesh unbound
[04:44.87] With a war-cry she thrusts forth her blade,
[04:51.35] Through the cowl of the Nazgûl now slain
[04:57.52] Out of doubt and out of dark, to the day's rising
[05:05.80] I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing.
[05:12.95] To hope's end I rode, and to heart's breaking:
[05:19.81] Now for wrath, now for ruin, and a red nightfall!
[05:26.77] Rally to my banner, fearless Riders of the Mark,
[05:33.11] A ceaseless swell of wrath and ruin
[05:37.06] immolates my heart
[05:40.48] Ride headlong through spear and tusk,
[05:43.49] leave man and monster slain
[05:47.17] Make them pay most dearly
[05:49.60] for the kin we've lost this day
[05:53.13] My king and sister felled as one,
[05:57.41] they've drawn their final breath
[06:00.91] Now ride, Rohirrim, a final charge,
[06:05.68] for ruin, for death, for death!
[07:01.80] Ūt of twēon,
[07:04.65] ūt of twēonelēohte,
[07:12.15] tēah hē tō þæm dæġræde
[07:14.35] singende on sunnan,
[07:14.65] sweord on handa.
[07:16.48] Hopan oncwealde,
[07:16.48] hopan wearð cweald hē;
[07:19.32] ofer undǣd, ofer dēað,
[07:24.03] ofer dōm ārās
[07:24.58] fram lose, fram līfe,
[07:53.43] lange tō āre.
[07:55.64]
[09:25.20] And in this moment, when all hope seems lost
[09:32.72] Brethren's broken bodies lying o'er the field
[09:40.33] The tides of Orcs and Haradrim,
[09:43.98] they never seem to end
[09:47.77] But the battered ranks of Men
[09:50.55] stand firm and will not yield
[09:55.49] Until on tides yet fouler Umbar's sails we sight
[10:03.13] Our final hope escaping as they blot the light
[10:12.63]
[10:21.97] But from the ghastly ships
[10:23.37] our comrade's faces come ashore
[10:25.35] At last the broken Fellowship
[10:27.23] as one will march to war
[10:28.96] The host of Minas Morgul
[10:30.34] swiftly taken unawares
[10:32.31] By the armies led by
[10:34.26] Isildur's and Eorl's mighty heirs
[10:36.07] With our deeds this day
[10:38.11] we see our blighted legacy restored
[10:42.78] The hearts of men redeemed at Pelennor
[11:04.95] Mourn not overmuch, for mighty was the fallen
[11:12.51] To his end he rode, his oath held solemn
[11:19.53] When his mound is raised beside our halls
[11:26.01] Then may we weep; war unbidden calls us now
[11:32.47] out of doubt and out of dark, to the day's rising
[11:39.79] I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing.
[11:46.99] To hope's end I rode, and to heart's breaking:
[11:53.79] Now for wrath, now for ruin, and a red nightfall!
[11:58.02] (Out of doubt and out of dark, a new day rising)
[12:00.43] (Sing of an age of hope, and peace unending)
[12:14.88] (Fell deeds wake, fire and slaughter; forth Eorlingas!)
[12:21.25] Now for wrath, now for ruin, and a red nightfall!
[12:28.64]