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

(sagas the antediluvian scrolls)

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

'thus the silent halls of valusia...'

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

'thus the silent halls of valusia...'

The sword beckons me,
And I from moon-shrouded skies
Into the of the black serpent...
are told 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 shining of valusia...
upon the sweet night winds,
Piercing the of my delirium,
I the rapturous scent of black lotus.

(I hear the of the immortals...)

'ka kaa lajerama,
yok tha xuthalla!'

And lo, I hear the of black leathern wings from moonless gulfs,
Dark spirits wander the halls 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 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 kings is crack'd, enrob'd in black,
blade glimmers sunset's fire,
Saga-spinner, up thy lyre.

spake the antediluvean scrolls.