Túrin drove his blade to the hilt In the belly of the mighty Glaurung Falling, his flesh burned by blood Farewell O twice beloved A Túrin Turambar Turún’ ambartanen Master of doom By doom mastered O happy to be dead Dying, the dragon reveals his curse Nienor, daughter of Húrin, here is your brother In horror and anguish, she lept to her death Farewell O twice beloved A Túrin Turambar Turún’ ambartanen Master of doom By doom mastered O happy to be dead Stirred from darkness Túrin set the hilts upon the ground And cast himself upon the black blade Farewell O twice beloved A Túrin Turambar Turún’ ambartanen Master of doom By doom mastered O happy to be dead Upon his tombstone, the Haladin wrote in the Cirth of Doriath: TÚRIN TURAMBAR DAGNIR GLAURUNGA Beneath that, they also wrote: NIENOR NÍNIEL Though her body Could not be found