The Lord of the Ring the Return of the King

The king brings the men threw the fire in the fields.

The smell of burning was in the air and there were shadows of death.

The south clouds dim and turn gray!

The darkness came rolling over the fields with a great boom!

Arise, Arise, riders of Theoden!

fell deeds AwAke: fire And slAughTer!

speAr shAll be shAken, shield be splinTered,

A sword-dAy, A red dAy, ere The sun rises!

ride now, ride now! ride To gondor!

The Modors were afraid of what was happening.

They fled and died!

Now fighters sing!

After winning the battle!