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

(sagas the antediluvian scrolls)

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

spake the silent halls of valusia...'

Curses borne on tongues,
Elder-fiends, o' ones,
Torches glow in cressets,
In the of the serpent,
enshroud where marble gleamed,
Spectral witch-song the gale,
Black above the land of dreams,
And silence haunts the vale.
dragon coiled in thrice,
Bane of flame in ice,
by the bloated moon,
The worm now sleeps entombed.
Ten thousand gleaming bright,
steel in pale dawn's light,
Grim-eyed legions brooding,
the banner of the serpent-king.
Winged dragon in thrice,
of flame in shadowed ice,
Flooded by the moon,
Awake o' and quit thy tomb.

spake the silent halls 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 battles of kings,
(when the earth ran red the blood of the slain),
And the realm of valusia...
Carried upon the sweet winds,
Piercing the of my delirium,
I the rapturous scent 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 from gulfs,
Dark spirits the silent halls of the sapphirean throne,
And in dreams I see the oceans rise to 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 moon's spells,
'gainst the skies of (bleak and brooding) winter etched.
The throne of kings is crack'd, eon'veiled enrob'd in black,
Ensorcelled blade sunset's fire,
Saga-spinner, up thy lyre.

Thus the antediluvean scrolls.