Hold your ground! Hold your ground.
Sons of Gondor! Of Rohan! My brothers! I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me.
A day may come when the courage of Men fails, when we forsake our friends, and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day.
An hour of wolves and shattered shields when the Age of Men comes crashing down, but it is not this day! This day we fight!
By all that you hold dear on this good earth, I bid you stand, Men of the West!
Éomer, take your éored down the left flank.
Gamling, follow the King's banner down the center. Grimbold, take your company right after you pass the wall. Forth, and fear no darkness!
Arise, Arise, Riders of Théoden!
Spears shall be shaken, shields shall be splintered, a sword-day, a red day, ere the sun rises!
Ride now! Ride now! Ride! Ride for ruin, and the world's ending!
Death!
Death!
Death!
Forth Eorlingas!!