Two ancient swords, runic and strong
A race of demons on
Held in the limbo, deep in hell
Waiting to be unfold
The gods of chaos, waiting the one
To find it’s chosen one
Arioch the mighty, Elric the prince
The champion to wield the strong
Stormbringer! Mournblade!
Mournblade! Stormbringer!
The twin swords, rival cousins, a kingdom for to claim
The albino, eyed on red, He’s the one to posses
The Stormbringer
Devouring the soul, feeding the ghouls
There for master and slave
The strength for the task, one favor to ask
To be payed in the end
Howling like hell, hearing the bell
but something must be done
A curse to confront, the fate goes in count
But someone have to carry on
Stormbringer! Mournblade!
Mournblade! Stormbringer!
The twin swords, rival cousins, a kingdom for to claim
Yyrkoon, the evil mad, He's the one to posses
Mournblade
(solo)
Stormbringer! Mournblade!
Mournblade! Stormbringer!
The twin swords, rival cousins, a kingdom for to claim
The albino, eyed on red, He’s the one to posses
The Stormbringer
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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