Disclaimer: Everything that appears Sabriel or Lirael belongs to Garth Nix.
When the dead do rise,
They lay them down.
Be she the 53rd,
Or be he the 1st,
Their job is still the same.
When they rings their bells
All who hear obey.
Ranna,
Who brings a peaceful sleep.
Mosrael,
This bell wakes the deepest sleeps.
Kibeth,
The Walker, this bell makes both dead and living walk in death.
Dyrim,
Those who hear this bell will speak without a care.
Belgaer,
Be warned: Those who hear its voice will think and act of their own accord.
Saraneth,
If you hear this bell you will be bound to your body, so beware.
Astarael,
Even the Abhorsen fall to this bells ring.
The Sword of the Abhorsen is as old as the charter,
The Clayr saw it,
The Wallmaker made it,
The King quenched it,
And the Abhorsen wields it.
It has slain both the Greater and Lesser dead,
Shadow hands,
Gore crows,
And things never named.
Along the way they do other things,
One built paperwings,
Another was the Queen.
They are mothers,
Fathers,
Sisters,
Brothers,
Aunts,
And uncles.
They all wield the sword,
They all ring the bells,
They all slay things already dead.
Their name is Abhorsen.
They slay the dead.