[**Elric and Stormbringer from the works of Michael Moorcock**] [**Made with 3.5 parts and v4 remaster**] Prince of Melniboné Elric laid with dragons in his father's tomb Moonbeam eyes with waves of hair Grew crimson with his victories and doom And she will take a little from all of you A demon in her own ivory gown Oh no soldier fled in cowardice Unarmed and elated hе shouts back Die fools Die Fuckin' fool Would the pity of him make an end To Fеrox and Chaos in the greater routes Delight her and suppress the urge FUCK YEAH Oh yeah As the song went along Sing through the streets of Lond Conversations Substantially strong interpretations And so the blade fuckin' sings the rhythm won't die Carved from chaos she loves your cries Elric stands but his soul bends low What's a prince to do when the blood won’t flow Curses traded Deals struck blind Fate don’t care if you’re one of a kind Crimson eyes see the end of the game But the blade don’t care it just wants the same Die fools Die Feel the fuckin' sting of the blackened steel Cry fools Cry Your soul was always the meal FUCK YEAH FUCK YEAH Old gods laugh in the courts of despair Elric shrugs they've got no prayer Sword in hand A demon’s grin Is it her fight or is it him FUCK YEAH And so it ends where it began A prince A sword A dying land Stormbringer hums her mournful tune Claiming souls under a blood-red moon FUCK YEAH
