The Wave of Doom
A sea of black sets at these walls
And their howls pierce our courage
My Men tremble like ravens in a storm
Their hearts beating wildly like the drums of doom
With skin as thick as tree bark
And fangs that lust for men flesh
These dark demons groan and growl
And torture the strength of our souls.
When the arrow sings in flight
And the sword clashes
Blood will flow
Staining the ground crimson
We might stand
More surely we will fall
The warriors of Helm's Deep hear the battle call
