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

(Sagas the antediluvian Scrolls)

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

"Thus spake the silent of Valusia..."

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

"Thus spake the silent of Valusia..."

The Atlantean sword me,
And I descend from moon-shrouded
the Tower of the Black Serpent...
Tales are 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 realm of Valusia...
Carried upon the night winds,
Piercing the of my delirium,
I embrace the rapturous of black lotus.

(I hear the of the Immortals...)

"Ka nama kaa lajerama, yok tha xuthalla!"

And lo, I hear the beat of black leathern wings from gulfs,
Dark spirits wander the silent halls of the Throne,
And in dreams I see the rise to devour the gleaming spires,
As the shades of immortals guide me to the of Silent Paths...

winds whispering 'cross the fens,
In eldritch coils (jewelled and gleaming) entwined,
by the moon's sweet spells,
'gainst the skies of (bleak and brooding) blackly 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 spake the Scrolls.