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To the tune of 'Hark the Herald Angels Sing'
Hark the Rohirrim horns do sound,
Causing all to look around.
Crossing earth to join the fray,
Scattering those caught in their way.
Faithful Rohan’s banners fly,
Join the hordes under gloomy sky.
Battle hosts of darkness fell.
Battle so that all might tell.
Rohan rode to Gondor’s aid,
Hon’ring still the pledge they’d made.
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