The Ents' Marching Song lyrics

We come, we come with roll of drum:

Ta-runda runda runda rom!

We come, we come with horn and drum:

Ta-runa runa runa rom!

To Isengard! Though Isengard be ringed

And barred with doors of stone;

Though Isengard be strong and hard,

As cold as stone and bare as bone,

We go, we go, we go to war,

To hew the stone and break the door;

For bole and bough are burning now,

The furnace roars - we go to war!

To land of gloom with tramp of doom,

With roll of drum, we come, we come;

To Isengard with doom we come!

With doom we come, with doom we come!

• Artist:Clamavi De Profundis