The Ent's Marching Song

We come, we come with roll of drum: ta-runda runda runda rom!
We come, we come with horn and drum: ta-runa runa runa rom!

To Isengard! Though Isengard be ringed and barred with doors of stone
Though Isengard be 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!