Battlelore Sons Of Riddermark Lyrics

Sons Of Riddermark Lyrics

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