… a rainbow made of snow …
Arise, arise, Riders of Theoden Fell deeds awake: fire and slaughter ! Spear shall be shaken, shield be splintered, A sword-day, a red day, ere the sun rises ! Ride now, ride now ! Ride to Gondor !
Then look into the sky where through the clouds a path is formed. Look and see her how she sparkles. It’s the Last Unicorn !
Light, you’re gliding into light with angels at your side. Embracing you so tight to shelter you from pain.