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

(Sagas from the Scrolls)

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

"Thus spake the silent of Valusia..."

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

"Thus spake the halls of Valusia..."

The Atlantean sword me,
And I descend moon-shrouded skies
Into the Tower of the Serpent...
are told to me now in dreams,
Shadowed strings,
And whisperings...
The grim and battles of warrior kings,
(When the earth ran red with the 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 the lament of the Immortals...)

"Ka kaa lajerama, Yagkoolan yok tha xuthalla!"

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

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

spake the Antediluvean Scrolls.