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With Hope Or Without​.​.​.

by Riders of Rohan

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1.
Started out with two empty hands in the faraway eastern lands I wanted more and faster, I found a new Master A four-fingered iron fist with the reins in a tight grip I wanna play for the winning team, now let me hear you scream Mirkwood is mine to rule from my throne in Dol Guldur I am lordly, what more can I say? I aim to please and misbehave A man of wealth and taste looking for a way to prove myself His right side is a heartbeat away, figuratively Who am I? (Who who) You know I really don't mind if the crown is a hand-me-down Could I work this prophecy to assert my ascendancy? If by some clever design there's a right place and a right time For the "king" to come before a hand that's not of man Who am I? A great king and sorcerer Big fearsome warrior A real undead Ringer The apple of His Eye Who am I? (Who who)
2.
Evermind 04:15
Dark have been my dreams of late, thick with fear and doubt Shadows lengthen in the east and the south I hear the warhorns calling, see red serpents on black sails The fires of Halifirien burn, Gondor calls for aid Doom comes at day break (My lord, it's Théodred) May the Fords run red (and the Fords ran red) One grim morning, one more mound, one last host, oathbound In three days time from Dunharrow, a winged shadow, a Red Arrow Got youth to waste, with hope or without, got fuel to burn, got roads to ride Alas these evil days Alas such wicked ways Alas these dying rays All the world set ablaze (Where now the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing? Where is the helm and the hauberk? And the bright hair flowing?) In the second between the saddle and the ground, I am overcome with peace Assailing the siege of the Tower of Guard has avenged my line The blade foretold, kin-wielded, strikes between crown and mantle The shadow rolls away and I know no more At last a new day (Lay me down to die) At last to rest (Under silver fields of Evermind) At last the Doorway (Without bit or bridle) Another world awaits (The night sky's Starry Rider)
3.
If I could love I would love this I would burn planets for a glimpse of it, lay waste to worlds Leave home and never look back, to hear you say those words My heart beats like a steam hammer, my thoughts run wild No act too low, no price too high To be by your side Can you hear me calling out? Beyond the Doors of Night Can I be the one you dream about? I want all your rising might Press me up against the wall Take aim and fire Wherever I go my body and soul Slaves to desire If I could love I would love this Stroke me like a violin, pound me like a donkey skin I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning with a raging fire within No matter how far away, no matter what people say My body trembles when I think of you that way Can you hear me calling out? Beyond the doors of night Can I be the one you dream about? I want all your rising might
4.
Ranger Song 05:16
I am just a Ranger, lonesome on the trail The starry night, campfire light, and the howling winds wail The horizons call from strange and distant lands And I must follow if I can I am just a Ranger, lonesome on the trail Farther from the one I love every day The nights we spent together, in fair Lothlórien Oh I wonder, will we ever meet again? Still got somewhere left to be Still got some tricks up my sleeve My fate awaits me far away And whither then I cannot say I used to ride the border, Thorongil was my name Oh lord, I was so much younger then Now a widow-maker no more, a heart-breaker done breaking up? When did the Company I keep turn Grey from red-hot? Still got some wear left in me Still got some tricks up my sleeve To go as far as I can go And whither then I do not know Namarïe, mellon-nín, dream of me when we’re apart Perched in the dark, eyes full of stars, wondrin’ where you are When you wake I will be gone Gotta keep on keeping on We both knew how this would end A little lovin’ is a dangerous game Still got places left to see Still got some tricks up my sleeve Across the edge and back again Southaway and whither then? My road-worn heart must wander free A Ranger’s life is the life of me
5.
By this I swear to you There's nothing that I wouldn't do By the ancient Words of Command More precious than a gold band By the changing seasons Don't care about no million reasons By the Moon and the Stars I wanna be where you are From Gorgoroth to Numenór Where you go I go! From Aman fair to Morgoth's lair I would go anywhere! By lamp or starlight Straight Road or eagles' flight By places dark and deep Streams that never find the sea By scorching fire and flame New homes and new names By snow and grinding ice Blood aurora in the night sky From Nargothrond to Sirion Where you go I go! From Anduin to Gondolin I would do anything! From here to the wild unknown Where you go I go! There's nothing that I wouldn't do I'd give up the West for you!

about

Crypt of the Wizard is proud to present With Hope or Without, a new mini-LP from Riders of Rohan, available now on vinyl and digital formats.

The singing Rohirrim hath returned on their continued quest through the nooks and crannies of Middle Earth to tell more tales of love, longing and derring-do.

This time our heroes even hark back to an era far beyond the Third Age and the War of the Ring on occasion, delving into territory lesser known to the fairweather Tolkienistas. That is not to say we won’t run into some friendly faces.

Indeed one familiar friend is well-met wandering free out on the borderlands in Ranger Song yearning for yesteryear, and for lost love with a great destiny ahead of him. Our three troubadours invoke Mr. Lynott and company to explore whether the call of the wild is really what this ranger's heart desires. While in If I Could Love we encounter notorious ne'er-do-well Sauron facing up to some serious daddy issues longing for the attention of Morgoth.

In Evermind King Théoden, the realm’s most rejuvenated Rohirrim, finds himself filled with mournful scorn ready to reap revenge for his fallen son Théodred, willing to risk it all at Minas Tirith and longing to be buried under under silver fields of Evermind.

Somewhat disconcertingly Ringwraith Khamûl the Easterling addresses us directly in To Name a Successor, keen for a quick ascension to the top job where they might supplant the dreaded Witch King as leader of the Nazgûl. While Giving up the West bids the question - what's the point of eternal living in the Elvish afterlife if you can't take the people you love with you?

Much like the previous release we are set adrift on a rich sea of myriad musical influences. Whilst an anchor is still firmly dropped into the bedrock of old school rock and heavy metal, we find ourselves floating into unfamiliar waters with hints of raucous new wave, splashes of post-punk, and even a swell of disco rock lapping at our hull.

Pulling from a multitude of classic rock and early metal references, the Riders' sound becomes so much more than the sum of its parts. Shimmering with feeling, drenched in emotion, and the buzz 'n' hum of true rock ballads polished just enough to make them shine without losing lustre.

Our dear Riders’ second foray into the fray finds them winning hearts and minds, while still kicking ass and taking names.
Much like the famed Lembas Bread of the Elves this release though somewhat lighter than a full length LP will continue to nourish the listener long beyond what may seem rational.
There is no rest yet for the weary. The Riders of Rohan must ride forth today, and we will ride with them, axe, sword, and bow.

Crypt of the Wizard is proud to present With Hope or Without, a new mini-LP from Riders of Rohan, available now on vinyl and digital formats.

Vinyl copies will be available exclusively at Life After Death fest 24th Feb and from www.cryptofthewizard.com after that.

credits

released February 24, 2024

Ⓒ Riders of Rohan & Crypt of the Wizard
Cover art by Angus McBride.
Recorded and engineered by Marcus Ferreira Larsen at No Master's Voice in Copenhagen in the summer of 2023.
All music and lyrics by Riders of Rohan, except:
Evermind - music by Clamavi De Profundis and Riders of Rohan, lyrics by J.R.R Tolkien and Riders of Rohan
Ranger Song - music by P. Lynott and B. Downey, lyrics by Riders of Rohan

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