Wars of great kings and clash of armouries Whose swords no man could tell Whose spears were numerous as wheat fields ears Rolled over all the great lands and seas Were loud with navies, devouring fires Behind the armies burned both fields and towns And sacked and crumbled to flaming pyres Were cities made, where treasuries and crowns Kings and their folk, their wives and tender maids Were all consumed, now silent are those courts Ruined the towers, whose old shape slowly fades And no feet pass beneath their broken ports I need no call of clamant bell that rings Iron tongued in the towers In the towers of earthly kings Take a ride on, ride on On your rotting horse On that deadly ground Take a ride on, ride on On your rotting horse With a pounding sound Take a ride on, ride on On your rotting horse On that deadly ground Take a ride on, ride on On your rotting horse Take a ride on, ride on On your rotting horse On that deadly ground Take a ride on, ride on On your rotting horse With a pounding sound Take a ride on, ride on On your rotting horse On that deadly ground Take a ride on, ride on On your rotting horse Wars of great kings and clash of armouries Whose swords no man could tell Whose spears were numerous as wheat fields ears Rolled over all the great lands and seas Were loud with navies, devouring fires Behind the armies burned both fields and towns And sacked and crumbled to flaming pyres Were cities made, where treasuries and crowns Kings and their folk, their wives and tender maids Were all consumed, now silent are those courts Ruined the towers, whose old shape slowly fades And no feet pass beneath their broken ports I need no call of clamant bell that rings Iron tongued in the towers In the towers of earthly kings Take a ride on, ride on On your rotting horse On that deadly ground Take a ride on, ride on On your rotting horse With a pounding sound Take a ride on, ride on On your rotting horse On that deadly ground Take a ride on, ride on On your rotting horse Here on stones and trees, here there lies a spell Of an unforgotten loss, of memories more blest Than mortal wealth Here dwells, here undefeated dwells The fog immortal under withered elmes Alalminórë once in the realms