Dream-Weaver's Lament

Words: Roger Burton-West
Tune: Roger Burton-West, after Kate Soley's /Blood Ties?/
Inspired by P.C. Hodgell's /God Stalk/ and /Dark of the Moon/
First published 2 March, 1994

For notation lines: the first is the chording, which should be regarded as provisional only; the second is the melody, in Croughton/Thiesen notation.

[3/4] {}
      Am                 G              F            E
\E | (A    B) C     C | (B A) G    B | (C B) A   C | E+
 Ja   me thi  el, Dream- Wea ver, why   did you be tray
       F                E              Dm             E
E |   (F E)  D     F | (E  D) C   E | (D C)  B   A |  Ab+
House Knorth and the   Kency rath on   that darkling day?
     Am             G                F                     E
E | (C B) A    C | (B A)    G   B | (C B C      B   C B) | E+
Your bro ther had  ordered you but   you could have said  no,
     F              E                       Dm            Am
E | (F E) D    F | (E      D) C        E | (D C) B   Ab | A+
So   why  did you  weave the  dreams that   gave us such woe?

     Am                       G
/E | A   A  B | (C B) A  C | (B A)   G   B |   D+
 I  wove as I   knew and I    wove them right well,
       Am              G               F                E
  D | (E D)  C    E | (D C)   B   D | (C B C B   C D) | E+
'Tis  true that they  ruined you but   how could you   tell?
     F             Dm            F               G
E |  F  F  (F G) | A  A  (A G) | F     F (F E) | D+
My brother, my    consort, I    loved him in    deed,
     F              E             Dm            Am
D | (E D)  C   E | (D C) B   D | (C B) A   Ab | A+
I    gave him my   power in the   day  of his  need.

Jamethiel, Dream-Weaver, why did you betray
House Knorth and the Kencyrath on that darkling day?
Your brother had ordered you but you could have said no,
So why did you weave the dreams that gave us such woe?

I wove as I knew and I wove them right well,
'Tis true that they ruined you but how could you tell?
My brother, my consort, I loved him indeed,
I gave him my power in the day of his need.

Jamethiel, Snare-of-Souls, how can you still boast,
That you danced out the souls of the great Kendar Host?
They were the God's chosen in the God's holy fight,
So why did you take them as the day turned to night?

I sorrow for the lost but I did what I ought,
The Senethar's power was not cheaply bought.
Curs-ed by our God and abandoned in his pride,
Why should we fight when he cast us aside?

Jamethiel, O Priests-Bane, you cannot defend,
Your treachery nearly brought Kencyr to an end.
You'll have to face justice, the god won't be denied,
To him you must answer for your evil and lies.

I laugh at the God and his threats and his bluff,
For Perimal Darkling now owns me in truth.
If I stop my dancing, my soul will be lost,
I did what I did: now I alone pay the cost.

[For other filks by Roger visit his site at http://www.terindell.com/asylum/filk/other/burton-west/]