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White Gold WielderWrenched from a life of solitudeFrom your questions and demands You tell me of the terror That will befall these lands I am not your half-hand Your saviour or your king How can I protect your lives Or bring power to this ring? At the top of mighty Kevin’s watch From my past life I am torn But I cannot reforge the staff From which all life is born He’s amassed a wedge of darkness To sweep in from the hills How can I hope to stand against Fouls blackened, twisted ills? His maligned and twisted power Gives Dark Life to the taken From Deep beneath his distant lair A new evil will awaken CHORUS: White Gold Wielder Leper, Shriever White Gold Wielder Unbeliever |