Elric The Enchanter Lyrics - Chronicle Of The Black Sword - Hawkwind

The song he sang was surfaces 

Nothing deeper than a child knows 

He could sing sand into pearls 

So the saying goes 

Some said he was a sorcerer 

Or a warrior chief 

But he was the stealer of souls 

The lord of Chaos reaps 

And he's frozen in a time trap 

Slowly losing power 

And he's frightened if he makes a move 

The dream will soon turn sour 

Sprawling in a Ruby Throne 

His head cupped in his hands 

The Lord of Dragons, Elric's thoughts 

Were of quests to far-off lands 

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The Black Sword was at his side 

Murmuring in its scabbard cold 

Waiting for the moment to arrive 

To drink the very essence of souls 

And he's frozen in a time trap 

Slowly losing power 

And he's frightened if he makes a move 

The dream will soon turn sour 

(guitar solo) 

BRIDGE: 

He did not know that the sword he'd hold 

Would turn his priceless empire into fool's gold 

The truth, the shadow of the sword will hide 

'Til it's too late, a traitor at his side 

And as he gazes from his ruby throne 

He's growing restless of the life he's sown 

To get away, embark on a quest 

To put his powers of sorcery to the test 

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The drugs he takes to keep himself awake 

Lose their effect, he can no longer wait 

To find the sword and gain more power 

And make his move before the dream turns sour 

(FADE-OUT)