Though Isengard be ringed
and barred with doors of stone;
Though Isengard by 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!
~As sung by the Ents (The Two Towers - Book 3, Ch. 4 "Treebeard")
Last updated: July 11, 2001