Void Of Naxir

Void Of NaxirIn the twilight land of Inquanok I search the door and isolate my mindAnd in the wind I hear the hidden drums and peeping of false flutesThe never cry of the ancient gods evil fires which eternally burn carry my dark spirit beyond the great frozen desertAbyssus, Draconicus, I walk in the Tenebra, in the mystery of Kaos, to the altar of the lawI implore the magic stone, the stone of great cold, door of winter rainI implore the magic stone, the stone of burning warm, door of summer windi implore the magic stone, the stone of hurried dreams, door of dying suni implore the magic stone, the stone of whirling air, door of EquinoxAbyssus...Four are the great portals and seven the stones of those who wander in the skyI hear the voices from the void, my mind is ravished by deathThe ancient is still awaiting and reigns of light will riseWhat can wait eternally is not deadI implore...I implore..Abyssus...