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

(sagas the antediluvian scrolls)

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

'thus spake the silent of valusia...'

Curses on vampyre tongues,
Elder-fiends, o' ones,
Torches glow in cressets,
In the of the serpent,
Waves enshroud marble gleamed,
witch-song rides the gale,
Black wings the land of dreams,
And haunts the nighted vale.
dragon coiled in thrice,
Bane of in shadowed ice,
Flooded by the moon,
The ivory worm now entombed.
Ten spear-points gleaming bright,
steel in pale dawn's light,
Grim-eyed wait brooding,
the banner of the serpent-king.
Winged coiled in thrice,
Bane of in shadowed ice,
by the horned moon,
Awake o' worm and thy tomb.

spake the silent halls of valusia...'

The atlantean sword me,
And I descend moon-shrouded skies
the tower of the black serpent...
Tales are to me now in dreams,
lyre strings,
And whisperings...
The and glorious battles of warrior kings,
(when the ran red with the blood of the slain),
And the realm 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,
yok tha xuthalla!'

And lo, I the beat of black leathern wings from moonless gulfs,
Dark spirits the silent halls of the sapphirean throne,
And in dreams I see the rise to devour the gleaming spires,
As the shades of guide me to the valley of silent paths...

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) winter etched.
The topaz of kings is crack'd, eon'veiled enrob'd in black,
Ensorcelled blade sunset's fire,
Saga-spinner, up thy lyre.

Thus spake the scrolls.