When the Lady heard that Clip was dead
Her eyes seemed to turn from green to red -
Her bright voice trembled so it almost bled -
And she spoke in a whisper, 'I want him dead!'

And Rhunedhel seeing her fury and passion,
Her will to seek vengeance, her thwarted compassion,
Agreed to escort her as she sought to hire
A deadly man who would kill the killer.

But when they had come as far as Bree
Her passion cooling, she began to see
That as vengeful hatred within her worked
She grew deadly as poison and cruel as an orc.

And so she renounced her fatal mission,
Forsook the call of deadly passion
And treasures the moments of joy that she had
Though thinking of Clip her eyes grow sad.