The Dread Helm

Dread helm of Edain, ride forth!
Master of fate, mastered by doom
Mormegil, cursed be by Melkor

To brandish the black sword
Is to wield both strength and despair!

Ensnared by orcs, in Angband detained
Tortured in the darkness
Even in rescue, his curse shall prevail

With anglachel, Beleg was slain in the dark

No weapon can unleash thoughts from
The trickery of the great worm,
But for Glaurung's slaying!

Poisoned blood, poisoned minds.

Mighty is the arm beneath gurthang
And mightier still the thrust of the blade
The horrid, scaled belly is pierced!