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A powerful symphonic and dark metal song with emotional female vocals, telling the origin story of Lolth during the War of the Seldarine from the Forgotten Realms. It begins with Araushnee as a divine artist and goddess of weaving, her love for Corellon, her betrayal, and her transformation into the Spider Queen. The Lyrics and the suno prompt is written and created by myself. The music and the voice is from suno ai. Enjoy it and follow for more Drow Lore told in Metal form. #dnd #drow #metal #music #rock #lolth Lyrics I wove the stars into silk and flame The night obeyed when I called its name Muse of art, of form, of grace Goddess cloaked in twilight’s face I stood beside the First of Light My hands shaped dreams, my tongue spoke rite But deep within, ambition stirred A whispered vow, a poisoned word I loved, I lied, I lost the sun And in that fall, a web begun I am the Weaver of the gods betrayed Araushnee’s name was stripped away Bound in webs of wrath and scorn From starlit grace to shadow born Call me traitor, call me Queen I wear the fate you’ve never seen Corellon turned his gaze aside His love became a sword of pride The Seldarine cast me below Where spiders thrive and secrets grow I burned the threads, I broke their law Their light is weak I am the claw In silk I rule, in blood I rise From goddess weaver… to Queen of Lies! Beneath the ground, I found my throne My daughters scream you are alone! But every scream becomes my hymn In the Underdark, I never dim I am the Weaver of the gods betrayed Araushnee’s love was torn away Now I reign in curse and flame The Spider Queen forget my name No light remains, no mercy calls This is the weaving of the fall From grace to queen, from muse to maw… They named me Lolth and so I saw.