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lyrics
Ice on summer seas a doubtful throne
Gone is the man who pulled sword from stone
Now I know not what I am – nothing but a voice
Calling through death-white mist
Crown wrought from the dying light of stars
Topples from my brow
Days of old and days to be fade from sight
Hollow are the helmets of the slain
Deep beneath the earth
Mighty bones of ancient men turn to dust
Rains fall on the ruins of a realm
Unrecalled in song
Waters fey reclaimed the sword of the king
Fled now is the music from the halls
Dry the drinking horn
Choirs robed in holy light sing for me
Now I know not what I am
Am I but king of the dead?
And I find nothing is left
Naught but this blade, dormant in grave-cold hands
Where are those I used to love?
Under the ground, swords rusted away
Will this slumber break, and will I rise?
Banish the frost that blinds weary eyes
Then the host shall ride again
Welcome as the Sun breaking on winter morn
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If Elric had a soundtrack it would be this. It's everything you want from a epic metal album. Like a hot poker in the eye, but in a good way. Scott Malthouse