Sister, Brother, Evil Spirit King
Death, death he cried
shock, disbelief crowding out the horror
but it tinged his half-crazed mind
as he grimly led his charge
death to all, death with gladness
now that death had slain his sister
so he thought
thought had left him now
as he careless raged.
Death had come to her
took her father
stood before her
she unknown
a silent sister warrior
only she could raise the look
of that faceless horror
standing untouchable
so he thought
death to the dead she brought
secret sister warrior
ice maiden calmly avenging father
with a little hobbit help.
Dead-seeming sister, swooning hobbit
suicidal swarms of endless hordes
go out fighting, avenge the sister
Eomer strikes, extends his charge
surrounded not surrendering
death he cries, cold not hot
death he applies with skill and thought
no thoughts yet of what's beyond
carpe diem, carpe morte diem
death assuaging all that's lost
so he thought
but brotherhood stood across the field
revenge was bettered on that day.