We heard the horns in the hills ringing The swords shinning in the South Kingdom Steeds went striding to the Stoninland As winds in the morning Long now they sleep Under GondorĀ“s greenful grass They...
We must have our boy invested Prince of Wales. Then there can be no question who is next in line for the throne. Prince Richard must flee secretly to Flanders. We must find a boy that's the very image...
Here we stand on our own Here we stand not alone The end draws near, but father time may never ever hear our prayers The end draws near Here we are all alone Here we fight for our home Though it's not...