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