Long ago, before my time,
You swore an oath by magic bound,
Vowed before the gods sublime,
To Gondor's king, so rightly crowned.
But when he called, you failed to come
You hid away in mountains deep
To fear and hate you did succumb
Your promise you refused to keep.
Years, you've been agony
Centuries, you've been disgraced
Wallowing in misery
Captive between realms of space.
And now I come with Andúril,
I would hold you to your oath
Your promise you can yet fulfill
Honor and freedom, reclaim both.
Gaze upon the Western Flame,
Fix your eyes upon the blade
That can call you back, reclaim
The promise long ago you made!
Fight for me and end this pain!
This one time, and you'll be free!
You failed at first in bitter rain
Now triumph; come and follow me!
Warriors of Dunharrow,
Rally to my ringing call!
Give me shield and sword and arrow,
Battle, and give me your all!
And when your oath you have fulfilled,
I shall stay ever true to mine.
Rest in peace and, too, be still,
Thou mighty men, find sleep divine.
