(ŠAlf Davies 2004)</p>

Aragorn rides to the sea<br>
They leave in the dawn, but black are the trees<br>
He goes where no one except him would dare<br>
He leads with the courage to counter despair<br>
He rides, and others must follow<br>
The company pass, the Dark Door to a cave<br>
Great fear overcome, by a leader so brave<br>
A terror that great even Dwarves dread to enter<br>
Dead ahead and behind, with them in the centre<br>
A murmur, of ghosts who must follow</p>
	
So ride, and don't glance back<br>
Ride, just look ahead<br>
Ride, don't fall back<br>
We ride the Paths of the Dead<br>
We ride the Paths of the Dead</p>

From Haunted Paths down, the company's borne<br>
To the Stone of Erech, the oath-breakers sworn<br>
The debt is called in, in this hour of need<br>
The spirits are summoned, and Aragorn leads<br>
And the shadow host, grows as it follows<br>
The Southron in rout, none could stand firm<br>
With the Shadows about, the tide on the turn<br>
Sauron now troubled, the King on the rise<br>
The gnawing of doubt, the fear of surprise<br>
They ride, resistance is hollow</p>
	
So ride, and don't glance back<br>
Ride, just look ahead<br>
Ride, don't fall back<br>
We ride the Paths of the Dead<br>
We ride the Paths of the Dead<br>
We ride the Paths of the Dead<br>
We ride the Paths of the Dead<br>
We ride the Paths of the Dead<br>
We ride the Paths of the Dead<br>
We ride the Paths of the Dead</p>

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