Luyện nghe bài hát As The Vortex Illumines The Crystalline Walls Of Kor-avul-thaa

Kor-Avul-Thaa... finest jewel in a of a realm of sublime
glory, greatest city in the Middle Kingdoms, all the world...
Its splendid walls of shimmering crystal could be seen a hundred
leagues distant, kissed by the rays of the sun, or caressed by
the ethereal fingers of a moon. Its magnificent spires and
citadels, built by generations of kings the resplendent gifts
hewn from the ancient bosom of the Crystal Mountains, had oft'
times been the bitter of rival emperors, and many were the sieges
Kor-Avul-Thaa had withstood and repulsed over the centuries, for
powerful sorcerers did great spells of protection about the
dazzling towers, and may have passed unbidden through the vast
gates of mighty Kor-Avul-Thaa...
(FROM THE OF SAGE DAELUN)

THE OF KOR-AVUL-THAA:
The sky asunder...
devils surge forth from the void...
A of crimson fire burns above us...
carnage has thou wrought?
Not sword, ballistae, nor burning
Could these walls aspire to breach,
Yet now the fall is nigh,
As elder black fiends unleash.

LORD OF THE BROTHERHOOD OF DARK ELUCIDATION
(KEEPERS OF FORBIDDEN BOOKS OF THE CATACLYSM):
By Klatrymadon and Zuranthus, such secrets
we within these sinistrous, worm-worn pages,
Etched with darksome glyphs and sigils, bound with
spells, An eldritch tide of stygian sorceries
by the Tome of Shadows...

Now thunderous cataclysm befalls the gleaming
(The mystic stands open!)
The held to the stars...
the uttered with eager tongues...
(What long-shackled powers of the elder
our conjurings loosed?)

By and Zuranthus,
the vortex blackens the above,
A vast plague of horrors
descends to with fang and talon,
(As with of blood the crystalline walls run red?)
And in the chambers of our shadowed sanctum,
we wait, with terror,
To reap the slaughterous harvest we have sown...

THE CHRONICLER OF THE
And the vortex, the churning black waters of the void did
disgorge the in Eternal Shadow, And upon a horde of winged
horrors, brandishing swords of ebon flame, they out from the
Gate... And a terrible silence upon Kor-Avul-Thaa...

THE ECHOES OF THE
The sky asunder,
black winged devils surge from the void...
A of crimson fire burns above us...
what has thou wrought?

THE CHRONICLER OF THE
???

And the lords did descend upon Kor-Avul-Thaa
to claim their prize,
and enthrone within the glittering walls...

THE OF THE ORACLE:
Not sword, ballistae, nor burning
e'er these walls aspire to breach,
Yet now the city's is nigh,
As elder rites black unleash...

THE
By and Zuranthus,
in Kor-Avuk-Thaa, reigns eternal...
shall the city glimmer,
for now the walls gleam black...
black...

And so it was that the bedazzling and splendid did
become the City of Shadows, a sinister fortress of fiends and
fearsome beasts, unleashed by the meddlings of aspiring to
thresholds of forbidden knowledge and arcane powe r, a nightmare
city shunned and by all. And not since the sinking of Atlantis
was the fall of a so sorely lamented...
(FROM THE OF SAGE DAELUN)