Now Varik stood and Kelan spoke
And bid the man his magic smote
So ancient man began his chants
And cryptic spells he swift encants.

And lo before the gates behold
The host of men yet fell and foe
Who've come to stop the plans yet made
At great behest of Jedi's blade.

And angry grew they even more
At long delaying battle chore.
And sudden came a war like cry
To go yet forth and live or die.

But lo the men when words were spoke
By sudden fear were quickly choked.
And swirling fog of eerie make
That stunk with all the smell of fate.

Around their forms entwinning cast
And move in eerie snakelike task.
Then sudden cry erupts from crowd
That deafens men so very loud.

For lo there specters start to form
A thing these folks do hardy scorn
For fear of death and those deceased
Do all these folk yet try to ease 

By paying heed to those who lived
In times before these men were bid.
And now before their faces stood
The family ghost in cloaks and hoods.

Now lending pale and deathly groans
That sound to ears like ghostly moans
Until at once from midst their stood
The king yet robed in mist and hood

Who shouted out and cried aloud
So all before his wrath were cowed