Bathory - Into The Silent Chambers Of The Sapphirean Throne
(sagas From The Antediluvian Scrolls) Black Winds Whispering 'cross The Fens, In Eldritch Coils (jewelled And Gleaming) Spires Entwined Enraptured By The Moon's Sweet Spells, 'gainst The Skies Of (bleak And Brooding) Winter Blackly Etched. The Topaz Throne Of Kings Is Crack'd, Eon'veiled, Enrob'd In Black, Ensorcelled Blade Glimmers Sunset's Fire, Saga-spinner, Take Up Thy Lyre. 'thus Spake The Silent Halls Of Valusia...' Elder-fiends, O' Nameless Ones, Curses Borne On Vampyre Tongues, Torches Glow In Silver Cressets, In The Temple Of The Serpent, Waves Enshroud Where Marble Gleamed, Spectral Witch-song Rides The Gale, Black Wings Above The Land Of Dreams, And Silence Haunts The Nighted Vale. Bane Of Flame In Shadowed Ice, Winged Dragon Coiled In Thrice, Flooded By The Bloated Moon, The Ivory Worm Now Sleeps Entombed. Sharp-honed Steel In Pale Dawn's Light, Ten Thousand Spear-points Gleaming Bright, Grim-eyed Legions Wait Brooding, 'neath The Banner Of The Serpent-king. Winged Dragon Coiled In Thrice, Bane Of Flame In Shadowed Ice, Flooded By The Horned Moon, The Atlantean Sword Beckons Me, Awake O' Worm And Quit Thy Tomb. 'thus Spake The Silent Halls Of Valusia...' And I Descend From Moon-shrouded Skies Tales Are Told To Me Now In Dreams, Into The Tower Of The Black Serpent... And Sweet Whisperings... Shadowed Lyre Strings, The Grim And Glorious Battles Of Warrior Kings, (when The Earth Ran Red With The Blood Of The Slain), And The Shining Realm Of Valusia... Carried Upon The Sweet Night Winds, Piercing The Veil Of My Delirium, I Embrace The Rapturous Scent Of Black Lotus. (i Hear The Lament Of The Immortals...) 'ka Nama Kaa Lajerama, Yagkoolan Yok Tha Xuthalla!' And Lo, I Hear The Beat Of Black Leathern Wings From Moonless Gulfs, Dark Spirits Wander The Silent Halls Of The Sapphirean Throne, And In Dreams I See The Oceans Rise To Devour The Gleaming Spires, As The Shades Of Immortals Guide Me To The Valley Of Silent Paths... Black Winds Whispering 'cross The Fens, In Eldritch Coils (jewelled And Gleaming) Spires Entwined, Enraptured By The Moon's Sweet Spells, 'gainst The Skies Of (bleak And Brooding) Winter Blackly Etched. Ensorcelled Blade Glimmers Sunset's Fire, The Topaz Throne Of Kings Is Crack'd, Eon'veiled Enrob'd In Black, Saga-spinner, Take Up Thy Lyre. Thus Spake The Antediluvean Scrolls.
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