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) spires
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,
Ensorcelled glimmers sunset's fire, saga-spinner, take up thy lyre.

spake the silent halls of valusia...'

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

spake the silent halls of valusia...'

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

(I hear the of the immortals...)

'ka kaa lajerama,
yok tha xuthalla!'

And lo, I hear the beat of black leathern from moonless gulfs,
Dark wander the silent halls of the sapphirean throne,
And in dreams I see the oceans to devour the gleaming spires,
As the shades of immortals me to the valley of silent paths...

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

Thus the antediluvean scrolls.