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

(sagas from the scrolls)

Black whispering 'cross the fens,
In eldritch coils (jewelled and gleaming) entwined
by the moon's sweet 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 glimmers fire, saga-spinner, take up thy lyre.

'thus 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 rides the gale,
Black wings above the of dreams,
And silence haunts the vale.
Winged dragon in thrice,
Bane of in shadowed ice,
Flooded by the moon,
The ivory now sleeps entombed.
Ten thousand spear-points bright,
steel in pale dawn's light,
Grim-eyed legions brooding,
'neath the of the serpent-king.
Winged coiled in thrice,
of flame 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 moon-shrouded skies
Into the of the black serpent...
are told to me now in dreams,
Shadowed strings,
And whisperings...
The and glorious battles of warrior 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 embrace the rapturous of black lotus.

(I the lament of the immortals...)

'ka kaa lajerama,
yok tha xuthalla!'

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

Black whispering '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 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.