White Gold Wielder (Book Spoilers)

occult metal, occult rock, psychedelic rock, eerie ambient, creepy opera metal singer, mystery clichés

[**This song contains SPOILERS for The Chronicles of Thomas Covenant written by Stephen Donaldson**]

[**This song is also a deranged mishmash of books, timelines and even misplaced authors. So some of it is just flat wrong. If you know you know.**]

In Time's despite toward the One
Lord Foul stretches his hand, 
To the sun
Into the wide and infinite below
Into him,
Legions of Despair flow

Of Melenkurion Skyweir,
The will is clear
Met In Time's Despite 
Gossamer the might
By the power of rhyme at the touch of Time
The only High Wood is the One Tree

The palimpsest, a forfeiture
The silver and immaculate
The Timelight and all who live
To keep to bear the instant gift
To be the one to tell the one
"The time is now the world has come"

The Well of Souls a seamless hint
A timeless perfect accident
And in their place an elvish track
They hold their Briny Legend back

There are Ten Thousand who are not evil
And the Unhomed cannot be alone
And the choice is not false,
The Banefire halted

To Tanelorn some giants wander long
Mobius chooses to drink with the heroes
Thomas Covenant appears in the Dilemma
He holds an instrument with lust and jealousy
Through the Pit passes its brilliance

Of Arianna's Foul,
Caer Syliae now
The Ranyhyn shall reign once again

Of great weight with opposing power and might
The time is The Month of Silence

A leper's hand, the white gold ring
The paradox, an ancient sting
To refuse the gift, to bear the curse
Through Revelstone's halls, the Land's rebirth

The Ranyhyn call, the Earthpower cries
Through Bannor's gaze and Foamfollower's ties

In Andelain, the beauty sleeps
The hurt that heals, the wound that weeps

The Despiser waits in his darkened hall
The Staff of Law, the shards must fall
To Haruchai strength, the Oath is sworn
A Thomas Covenant trial, a world reborn

The Dead look on, their wisdom guides
The ring, it burns, its power untamed
A white fire's flare, a land reclaimed
 
Through the Wards of Kevin, the madness flows
The Unfettered One, his knowledge grows
But Covenant's heart, in doubt, divides
Between the world he loves and life he denies

To the Creator's touch, the Land remains
Through sacrifice, he breaks away
The Sunbane fades, the Earthpower soars
In his death, the Land endures

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[**This song contains SPOILERS for The Chronicles of Thomas Covenant written by Stephen Donaldson**] [**This song is also a deranged mishmash of books, timelines and even misplaced authors. So some of it is just flat wrong. If you know you know.**] In Time's despite toward the One Lord Foul stretches his hand, To the sun Into the wide and infinite below Into him, Legions of Despair flow Of Melenkurion Skyweir, The will is clear Met In Time's Despite Gossamer the might By the power of rhyme at the touch of Time The only High Wood is the One Tree The palimpsest, a forfeiture The silver and immaculate The Timelight and all who live To keep to bear the instant gift To be the one to tell the one "The time is now the world has come" The Well of Souls a seamless hint A timeless perfect accident And in their place an elvish track They hold their Briny Legend back There are Ten Thousand who are not evil And the Unhomed cannot be alone And the choice is not false, The Banefire halted To Tanelorn some giants wander long Mobius chooses to drink with the heroes Thomas Covenant appears in the Dilemma He holds an instrument with lust and jealousy Through the Pit passes its brilliance Of Arianna's Foul, Caer Syliae now The Ranyhyn shall reign once again Of great weight with opposing power and might The time is The Month of Silence A leper's hand, the white gold ring The paradox, an ancient sting To refuse the gift, to bear the curse Through Revelstone's halls, the Land's rebirth The Ranyhyn call, the Earthpower cries Through Bannor's gaze and Foamfollower's ties In Andelain, the beauty sleeps The hurt that heals, the wound that weeps The Despiser waits in his darkened hall The Staff of Law, the shards must fall To Haruchai strength, the Oath is sworn A Thomas Covenant trial, a world reborn The Dead look on, their wisdom guides The ring, it burns, its power untamed A white fire's flare, a land reclaimed Through the Wards of Kevin, the madness flows The Unfettered One, his knowledge grows But Covenant's heart, in doubt, divides Between the world he loves and life he denies To the Creator's touch, the Land remains Through sacrifice, he breaks away The Sunbane fades, the Earthpower soars In his death, the Land endures

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