(Moorcock)



You raise your eyes to the howling sky

Raise your sword to the haunted Moon

You raise your voice in a battle cry

And you raise your shield

You raise your shield

Against unholy doom

For they shan't possess your will's control

Shall not enslave your mortal soul

And won't divert you from your goal

Though dark war rules from pole to pole

You are the Lord of Ruins

Albino Prince of Ruins

And your sins shall save the world

Beyond the ocean brews a battle

Beyond the battle blood shall fall

If Elric's kinsman ventures with him

(Bearing a twin of that which he bears)

To a place where man-forsaken

Dwells the one who should not live

There's a bargain to be entered....

Elric's wife shall be restored

Elric's wife shall be restored