Drive the peace away from here,
Whips of flame to light the sky.
Of death I’ve lost all hope or fear,
I ride hard, unafraid to die.

Hooves will thunder across the plain,
Seeking death entwined with glory.
May the enemy feel my pain,
If only I could hear this story.

Crashing on the doors of steel,
Praying Cold Shards will bite.
Let this demon’s fear be real,
I’ll scar him ‘ere I fall this night.

My challenge answered by the darkest power,
He wields hammer of the underworld.
Facing evil in my final hour,
With no armies or banners unfurled.

With my Elven blade make seven blows,
His screams wake the night with death.
But even in his dark hour knows,
That I have come on my last breath.

Striking me down with the rage of tyrants,
He breaks my body as I hew his knee.
But from the mountains, winds loud as sirens,
Come the eagles of Aulë’s trees.

The orcs never cried against my name,
My brothers sang no song.
And only in the void and maimed,
Did that shadow feel his wrongs.