Burning sand covers the earth

where the storms sweep the desert

fiery eyes pierce the night

watching the world of mortals

convoking the dragonlords

beside the crystal gates

wisdom of places beyond

as spells of blackness are shouted

tribes of the forlorn ones

gathered around the crypts

hearing the hierophant

screaming the laws of darkness

dimensions blend with colors

thoughts echo in the stars

flying through tunnels of time

collecting seeds of evil

blind icons reflected

molesting dreams of purity

spirits summoned from the past

dwell in the great dead towers

the eye of the hierophant

with sinister joy glowing

crowining the serpent king

in a mist of lair of the worm

the sacred key is guarded

our secrets remain locked

weaving the web of malice