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Pelor, Pale Lord of Morning Grey 1 by Mohammad

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Pelor, Pale Lord of Morning Grey 1

folk,neutral vocals

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[Intro - Bard]
Come close, and hear the quiet dawn,
Where weary light comes thin and drawn.
Soft shadows cling to misted lea,
Slow as tidal prayer by the sea.
[Verse 1]
In silent fields where shadows crawl,
The fiend once sought to claim us all.
From peat smoke dark, through iron chain,
He reached to bind the sun’s faint reign.
[Chorus - Chorus & Crowd]
Pelor, pale lord of morning grey,
Break the long night but spare the day;
With tempered spear and borrowed flame,
We wake to sorrow, call your name.
He loosed the night, but bore our pain,
Solas dim, O gentle rain,
Guide us through the hallowed night.
[Verse 2]
The bodhrán hums a solemn tune,
Harp strings wail beneath the moon.
O’er stone ring high, sacred and still,
He sealed the dark with tempered will.
[Chorus - Chorus & Crowd]
Pelor, pale lord of morning grey,
Break the long night but spare the day;
With tempered spear and borrowed flame,
We wake to sorrow, call your name.
He loosed the night, but bore our pain,
Solas dim, O gentle rain,
Guide us through the hallowed night.
[Bridge - Bard solo with choir]
The cross of dawn, a whispered sign,
Calls forth the light, both faint and fine.
Chants rise slow, voices entwine,
The devil’s power fades with time.
[Call & Response - Bard and Crowd]
Bard: Who breaks the night with breath so thin?
Crowd: Pelor, pale sun, our hope within.
Bard: Who bears the dark with quiet flame?
Crowd: The dawn’s soft lord, who knows no blame.
[Instrumental Break - Distant whistle & mournful fiddle]
[Verse 3]
From shadowed vale to sea’s cold spray,
The devil fled at break of day.
His chains undone, his reign withdrew,
By Pelor’s light, both old and new.
[Chorus - Chorus & Crowd]
Pelor, pale lord of morning grey,
Break the long night but spare the day;
With tempered spear and borrowed flame,
We wake to sorrow, call your name.
He loosed the night, but bore our pain,
Solas dim, O gentle rain,
Guide us through the hallowed night.
[Outro - Bard]
So raise your cups in whispered song,
In tavern warm, the night is long.
To Pelor’s light, so soft, so strong,
The dawn’s pale king, our endless song.
Slan leat, friends, till next we meet,
May gentle sun your hearts entreat.