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Riders of Rohan

by Riders of Rohan

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Sojourner
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Sojourner I'm not sure the band has unleashed its full potential yet, but I like the way they approach Tolkien - with tonge-and-cheek, punked-up hard rock straight from the East End of Bree. Favorite track: Muster the Rohirrim.
Owen
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Owen Adventure rock! Incredibly fun album with great songwriting. Favorite track: Black Rider.
Iván Delgado
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Iván Delgado The perfect blend of the fantastic 70s hard rock and Tolkien inspired lyrics!! I couldn't help but headbang with these 11 epic Tolkienish rock songs! Favorite track: No Mortal Man.
Norpal
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Norpal Best 70s worship I've heard in a long while. Awesome, authentic sound and catchy songwriting. And they obviously know their Tolkien, too. Favorite track: Fog on the Barrow Down.
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1.
We ride with pride, our roars will be heard Bold but not cruel, wise but unlearned Freedom comes at a cost, we ride and fight for those we’ve lost Heralds of fear, the Rohirrim are here They see us ride A blood day They see us ride Protectors of the realm, protectors of the land Swords held high, together we stand Never will we let them cross, stop them at whatever cost Their end is near, the Rohirrim are here They see us ride A sword day They see us ride
2.
Breeward bound, to the finest inn for miles around, the jewel of their town With the tallest tales and the best ale west of Dale Tired to my core, I can’t go on anymore, my very soul is sore I wanna sleep for a week, forget my destiny But in the next room, somebody’s making a fool out of themselves, singing about the moon I guess I oughta shut them up before they’re outta luck They say that ranger with a clear path will never tire But we sometimes wish for some pipeweed and a warm fire The Wardens of the Wilds have wills of steel But no one ever really asks how we feel
3.
Nan Curunír 02:57
Witchcraft rules this town Smoke rises from the underground Stronger now than ever before Isengard is going to war The first of the ancient order Saruman of many colours I am the lord of this land I am the Great White Hand This valley holds ancient power My castle, a jet black tower Mister Stormcrow Bring me the halfling We could rule together If we had the Master Ring My fighting Uruk-hai My alliance with the All-seeing Eye Will bring an end to the Age of Man I am the Great White Hand
4.
In you nightmares a probing yellow eye Evil whispering, poisoning your mind On the eastern winds a darkness drawing near It’s in the water and air, whispers of a nameless fear Widespread paranoia, boiling strife and unrest Love and loyalty will be put to the test Every waking moment’s filled with creeping dread Cowering in fear of the reaping scythe of death Darkness falls under a great winged horror Your world torn apart by famine, plague and murder Bend your knee and swear the unholy oath Join the ranks of the Necromancer’s ghost
5.
Longbeards 02:05
Bring me a bucket of mead, ripe meat right off the bone Thousands of eyes, glittering like mithril When you’re with us, you’ll never walk alone We’ve got what you want, we’ve got what you need Filth and squalor is our familiar, rough is our breed In the great hall of Khazad-Dûm Beneath the Misty Mountains With riches beyond count and comrades in thousands We’re the great Dúrin’s folk, oldest and wisest of all We’re the great Khazads of Moria and we’ll never fall
6.
Ash falls like rain over Gorgoroth We’ve been marching through the night, no rest for us So weary I feel like I could die Oh I dare you, sergeant, call me maggot one more time Sick of the yoke and the billowing smoke Sick the stench from the birthing trench Sick of the whispered rumours of war You better believe it that when this is over, we’re getting a land of our own They handed out swords and shields Talked of duty and other lofty ideals Said we ought to be proud to go defend the border That we’re fighting for peace, truth, law and order They sounded the horns late last night Now we’re stumbling through Morgul’s corpselight No time to send a letter home We’re rotating out to the front, oh no Sick of the trips and the crack of the whips Sick of the cause they’re killing us for Sick of the near constant fear If we make it out of this nightmare alive, we’re getting a land of our own Will anyone remember me? Will anyone come look for me? Will there be nothing left but my service number on a cenotaph?
7.
Night unfolds its wings around the waxing moon Shadow overtakes an unsuspecting band of fools The evil in this land will make a mess out of your mind Can’t tell left from right, best friend from barrow-wight The last liege of Cardolan lies in this tomb Fallen before the glorious, ultimately victorious Carn Dûm Tonight’s sacrifices all in white gowns Sleep beneath the fog on the Barrow-downs Our prize, the four pale travelers, emit a greenish radiance Dreaming fitfully in vain about deliverance Laid across their necks a silver blade Hungry for a hand to seal their fates So it begins the bell now strikes the hour The chamber starts to crackle with our returning power A bone-chilling, blood-curdling chant comes from deep within the mound Echoing through the fog on the Barrow-downs Never more to wake from your stony bed Never till the sun fails and the moon is dead In the black winds, the stars shall die No light can stand against the might of the Lidless Eye
8.
Black Rider 02:42
Sometimes I wonder what could have been If I hadn’t taken his ring I’ve been a slave for so long Now he’s got me under his thumb Are you really fooled so easy To think I’d be someone’s tool? I’m a scourge on the land, I’m a wraith, not a man All my intentions are cruel Black rider Darkness will fall on your cities The end has only begun And though you ask for pity There’s nothing that you can do Black rider Out on the hunt for the halfling Now we know the thief’s name Onwards to the Shire we’re riding Your world will never be the same
9.
I got hopes and dreams of freedom for all But were all surrounded by anger and rage I’m not afraid that one day we all shall fall But the one thing I truly fear is a cage No mortal man am I Begone, foul dwimmerlaik, lest thee be deathless I’m a child of kings, shieldmaiden of the Rohirrim Come not between me and my kin, for living or dark undead I will smite thee down for wrath and ruin No mortal man am I
10.
Strider 04:34
Strider, son of the morning star Strider, vanquisher of the dark Strider, wielding the sword reforged Strider, hero of the Pelennor Many a fair maiden and squire hath lent him a longing gaze The wiry warrior with the razor eyes and the brooding face Nervously dreaming of a chance to bed the man at dusk The pretender to the throne of the West with the masculine musk Strider, son of the morning star Strider, vanquisher of the dark Strider, wielding the sword reforged Strider, hero of the Pelennor The lonesome wanderer breaks hearts wherever he goes But what sorrows he carries in his own, nobody knows He’ll come to you, a dark ranger in the night, covered in a hard day’s dust With a king’s experienced hand and a mighty thrust His lovin’ is hard and fast (hard and fast) Never meant to last (oh no no) His kissin’ is tender and wet (so wet) Gonna make you sweat (oh yeah yeah) His touch electric (AC) Gonna make you crave it (DC) His hunger is wild and raw (oh ah) Keeps you comin’ (back for more)
11.
Now we’re home again The journey’s at its end The deed is done, victory won The burden cast into the flames from whence it came I think we’ve earned some rest Believe we passed the test We have undone what my cousin began Long ago on Thorin’s quest Can you believe it, we’ve been to a real coronation Where the king bent his knee to me and you Under his rule, the lands will blossom and prosper King Elessar is righteous, handsome and true We journeyed into night We chose to stand and fight Your hand in mine in the face of the tide There’s no one in the world that I’d rather have by my side We heard the Nazgûl’s call Saw empires fall Short but standing tall Together through it all I put down the quill, sigh with relief, I’m finally done with the story Despite the horrors within, I’d do it again in a heartbeat To see you for a second safe in the loving arms of your family This is the only proper home that I have ever known but I didn’t save it for me The road goes ever on and on, like a river running strong It swept us there and back again, from the slopes of the Orodruin When I was much too weak to stand, you carried me through the blackened lands To the end of everything and there’s still no place I would have rather been Soon I will be gone But you must carry on I’ll only be a world away And we’ll meet again some day

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Crypt of the Wizard is proud to announce the debut LP from Riders of Rohan.

Arise now, arise, and listen to these here ballads of courage, kinship, gracious good and ultimate evil heralded by Sweden’s Riders of Rohan. This power trio of epic proportions was forged in the dark smithies of Gothenburg and founded of black steel by Marcus Ferreira Larsen at No Master's Voice studio in Copenhagen.

Our heroes play an enchanted breed of heavy adventure-rock, where KISS-like melodies merge with the punk rock 'n' roll delivery of Dead Moon to tell tales written for the love of Tolkien.

Don't miss out on the first release from this fine fellowship. Stream it now or look out for it on cassette and vinyl later on this year.

Ride now, ride now, ride! Ride for ruin and the world's ending! Death! Death! Death! Forth Eorlingas!

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released May 26, 2022

Music & Lyrics by Riders of Rohan
Recorded and engineered by Marcus Ferreira Larsen at No Master's Voice studio in Copenhagen.
Cover art by Angus McBride
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