"The Last March" is a slow, crushing doom metal elegy mourning the extinction of Tolkien's ancient tree-herders—the Ents. Haunting riffs, atmospheric layers, and mournful growls paint a bleak picture of a world where nature’s guardians have faded into myth. It's a final lament, echoing through dead forests and forgotten roots. [Verse I] Ancient roots now rot in silence, Songs once whispered now are dead. Ashes fall on withered branches, No more oaths to be said. [Chorus] Where are the Entwives? Where is the dawn we once knew? The forest weeps in echoes Of voices lost in dew. [Verse II] The hills no longer answer, The winds forget our names. We are but fading echoes In time’s forgotten flame. [Verse III] Gone are the gardens, Gone are the songs we once knew. We are the last leaves falling In twilight’s bitter hue. [Chorus] Where are the Entwives? Where is the dawn we once knew? We are the last leaves falling In twilight’s bitter hue. [Outro] Nádarië lost… Taura teldë… Green shadows sleep…
