Lonely wolf roaming the kingdoms of a hopeless world He's the sorcerer who once sat on the ruby throne The last King of Melnibone, destroyer of his land Cursed bearer of the black sword trembling in his hands...
Elric of Melnibone, Messenger of Chaos!
Crimson eyes like embers burning on his snow-pale skin Silky hair of ivory, no sign of his glorious kin Born too weak and human to be King of his own land But no one can stop him when the sword sings in his hands...
Elric of Melnibone, Messenger of Chaos! Elric of Melnibone, Messenger of Chaos!
There is nothing more to do when the Fate's Horn resounds Ancient dragons spread their wings and fly above the ground Lords of Light return to battle, Chaos forces stand None shall live except the black sword laughing in his hands...
Elric of Melnibone, Messenger of Chaos! Elric of Melnibone, Messenger of Chaos!
