Bathory

Bathory - Into The Silent Chambers of The Sapphirean Throne lyrics

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 (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'deon'veiledenrob'd in black

Ensorcelled blade glimmers sunset's firesaga-spinnertake up thy lyre.



'thus spake the silent halls of valusia...'



Curses borne on vampyre tongues

Elder-fiendso' nameless ones

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.

Winged dragon coiled in thrice

Bane of flame in shadowed ice

Flooded by the bloated moon

The ivory worm now sleeps entombed.

Ten thousand spear-points gleaming bright

Sharp-honed steel in pale dawn's light

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

Awake o' worm and quit thy tomb.



'thus spake the silent halls of valusia...'



The atlantean sword beckons me

And I descend from moon-shrouded skies

Into the tower of the black serpent...

Tales are told to me now in dreams

Shadowed lyre strings

And sweet whisperings...

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 loI 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.

The topaz throne of kings is crack'deon'veiled enrob'd in black

Ensorcelled blade glimmers sunset's fire

Saga-spinnertake up thy lyre.



Thus spake the antediluvean scrolls.                      
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