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.