Rallying Point Songtext

We'll be marching off to war
O' ere the break of dawn
Life's fast- drain the flask!
Yhere's n'eary to wonder why
Make the merrier now for tomorrow we all may die
Uruk-hai!
Of wanderlust and out to die
We've tarried long on the banks of poverty now the hour's night
Those who will- come up!
For now we take the final sup
Few defy the Fell Beast
But this hour we dare!
O- We have no place to go
Wanderers of dust and dale
We come to you through hill and vale
On and on - hither we're drawn
Through dusk and dawn
The muster of the Outlands in the distances come on