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

(sagas the antediluvian scrolls)

Black winds '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 throne of is crack'd, eon'veiled, enrob'd in black,
Ensorcelled blade glimmers fire, saga-spinner, take up thy lyre.

'thus spake the silent of valusia...'

Curses on vampyre tongues,
Elder-fiends, o' ones,
glow in silver cressets,
In the of the serpent,
Waves enshroud where gleamed,
Spectral rides the gale,
Black wings above the of dreams,
And haunts the nighted vale.
Winged coiled in thrice,
of flame in shadowed ice,
Flooded by the moon,
The worm now sleeps entombed.
Ten spear-points gleaming 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,
Flooded by the moon,
Awake o' and quit thy tomb.

'thus spake the silent of valusia...'

The atlantean beckons me,
And I descend from skies
Into the of the black serpent...
Tales are to me now in dreams,
Shadowed strings,
And whisperings...
The grim and glorious of warrior kings,
(when the ran red with the blood of the slain),
And the realm of valusia...
Carried the sweet night winds,
Piercing the of my delirium,
I embrace the rapturous of black lotus.

(I the lament of the immortals...)

'ka kaa lajerama,
yok tha xuthalla!'

And lo, I hear the beat of black leathern wings moonless gulfs,
Dark spirits wander the silent of the sapphirean throne,
And in dreams I see the oceans rise to the gleaming spires,
As the of immortals guide me to the valley of silent paths...

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 enrob'd in black,
blade glimmers sunset's fire,
Saga-spinner, up thy lyre.

spake the antediluvean scrolls.