And on that day his curse is drawn and sealed.
Anglachel forged with starlight has no lord;
But to the Lady, Beleg would not yield.
And into death delivered the mighty weapon
The greatest Elf to ever draw the bow.
Curse and Curse again, birthing a Son—
Betrayal was beget, and horror did it sow.
Foul instrument, by foul side now you lay!
Iron of Death shall you be called forever from this day!
*Lady - Melian, who predicted the betrayal of Beleg by Anlachel.
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