The Brothers Wail on the Watchtower

From C3.41, Lahhak and Farshidvard Bewail Piran. It illustrates C3.41.14–22:

C3.41.14
Lahhak and Farshidvard climbed to the height,To reach the lookout with the field in sight.
C3.41.15
They looked across the field from that bleak hill,And saw Piran, their lord, lie dead and still.
C3.41.16
Their chief and brother lay with those beside,Ten chosen warriors, Turan’s lost pride.
C3.41.17
There in the watchtower, grief-struck, they cried,And wailed aloud for blood and those who died:
C3.41.18
“O lion, chief of Turan’s horse and spear,Great Piran, once the head of warriors here,
C3.41.19
Our foes have gained the prize for which they toiled;For you the world has ended, dark and spoiled.
C3.41.20
Who now will seek revenge for your lost breath?Who will pursue the path you kept till death?
C3.41.21
What ruin came on Afrasiab’s land,To shatter all that lay beneath his hand?
C3.41.22
We must behead ourselves and drown in blood,With sword and hand and body in one flood.”