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   Head cupped in his hands   The Lord of Dragons, Elric's thoughts   Were of quests to far off lands   The Black Sword was at his side   Murmuring in its scabbard cold   Waiting for the moment to arrive   To drink the very essence of soul   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      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   And put his powers of sorcery to the test      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