Luyện nghe bài hát Into The Silent Chambers Of The Sapphirean Throne

(Sagas from the Scrolls)

Black winds whispering the fens,
In eldritch coils (jewelled and gleaming) entwined
Enraptured by the sweet spells,
'gainst the of (Bleak and brooding) winter blackly etched.
The Topaz of Kings is crack'd,
eon'veiled, in black,
Ensorcelled blade glimmers fire,
saga-spinner, up thy lyre.

"Thus the silent halls of Valusia..."

Curses on vampyre tongues,
Elder-fiends, o' ones,
glow in silver cressets,
In the of the Serpent,
enshroud where marble gleamed,
Spectral witch-song the gale,
Black above the land of dreams,
And silence the nighted vale.
Winged dragon in thrice,
of flame in shadowed ice,
Flooded by the moon,
The ivory now sleeps entombed.
Ten thousand spear-points bright,
Sharp-honed in pale dawn's light,
legions wait brooding,
'neath the of the Serpent-King.
Winged coiled in thrice,
Bane of in shadowed ice,
by the horned moon,
Awake o' and quit thy tomb.

"Thus the silent halls of Valusia..."

The Atlantean sword me,
And I descend from skies
Into the Tower of the Serpent...
are told to me now in dreams,
Shadowed strings,
And whisperings...
The grim and glorious battles of kings,
(When the earth ran red the blood of the slain),
And the shining of Valusia...
upon the sweet night winds,
Piercing the of my delirium,
I embrace the rapturous scent of lotus.

(I hear the of the Immortals...)

"Ka nama kaa lajerama, yok tha xuthalla!"

And lo, I hear the beat of black leathern from moonless gulfs,
spirits wander the silent halls of the Sapphirean Throne,
And in dreams I see the oceans rise to devour the spires,
As the shades of guide me to the Valley of Silent Paths...

winds whispering 'cross the fens,
In eldritch (jewelled and gleaming) spires entwined,
Enraptured by the moon's spells,
'gainst the skies of (bleak and brooding) winter etched.
The topaz of kings is crack'd, eon'veiled enrob'd in black,
Ensorcelled glimmers sunset's fire,
Saga-spinner, up thy lyre.

Thus the Antediluvean Scrolls.