Feed, my children,
feed on the flesh of elf and dwarf.
Let your wings be their terror.
Let your claws be their bane.
Let them look into the mirror
to see their heads cloven in twain.
Feed, my children,
feed on the flesh of elf and dwarf.
Let death stalk their ruins.
Let threats disturb their peace.
Let winged birds come to claim
their due from life's own lease.
Feed, my children,
feed on the flesh of elf and dwarf.
Let fiery heat now blind them.
Let icy cold lie in wait.
Let hungry birds now consume them
and leave naught but bones behind.
Feed, my children,
feed on the flesh of elf and dwarf.
Let holy fire purify you.
Let blessed water bathe you.
Let Sauron's eye grace you,
and may His power protect you.
Feed, my children,
feed on the flesh of elf and dwarf.
