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The Splendour Of A Thousand Swords Gleaming Beneath The Blazon Of The Hyperborean Empire (Bal-Sagoth)

[ALTARUS:] Gaze deep into the mists with your spirit-eyes, Xerxes... look far,
and tell me what you see.
[XERXES:] I see a land far to the north... a vast empire of dark endless moors
and snow-crowned mountains... a land of brooding citadels and warrior-kings
who hail to grim gods.
[ALTARUS:] Look well, Xerxes, for enlightenment hides within the fog-swathed
vales of Hyperborea...

[The King's Dream:]
By the onyx sceptre of my forefathers, the air is churning with auguries
of dethronement... Impending dread thus prophesized! In a dream I was bade
ride the argent-eyed unicorn to the Ring of Stones... There a torrent of
viscid slime assailed me, as pipes and horns sang the clarion of my
dissolution... And the usurpation of my ancient azure throne. Assassins stalk
the nighted halls of my palace... poisoned blades and chalices surround me.
I thirsted for a balm, but my thirst was slaked by an envenomed draught. My
swordarm s**led by tendrils of sloth... enthralled by the chasmed gloom...
Borne upon wings of labyrinthine dread... I awaken! I shall seek the counsel
of the sorcerer, keeper of the ancient scrolls of wisdom, and the Crystals of
Power...

[The Words of the Sorcerer:]
My liege, great and regal king... the mists disclose their secrets... you
are destined to wield a great dark power. Drink deep of the potions of the
apothecary, for upon thee now I bestow a shard of the mystic Crystal of
Mera... sacred artefact of the At lantean mages, won in battle by our legions.
My liege, the Crystal of Mera shall unveil the truth lurking hidden in thy
most fever-haunted dreams...

[The Voice of the Harbinger:]
The land awash with spilled blood, and viscera torn forth from the
sundered dead... Gorge the earth with flesh darkened with the claw and fang of
war... rent open the ravenous maws of worms...

[The King:]
The Crystal illumines dark secrets, the truth is known... a dire and
ancient threat is ranged against me. Hearken, the clarion is upon the winds,
now the call to arms is upon us all, Grim warriors, take up thy spears and
hone thy gleaming swords. Archers, string thy bows, brave knights, saddle the
steeds of war, The glory of battle is nigh at last, our banner shall fly this
day in victory!

My warriors, a legacy shall this day be wrought by our blades, decreed by
the gods, Blessed by the blood of vanquished foes. Our destiny beckons...

[Lord Angsaar, Dark Liege of Chaos:]
Come, great king of Hyperboria, march against me with your splendid
legions and shimmering swords. I, the Bane of the Atlantean Kings, the Scourge
of Lemuria, Archfoe of the Immortals of Ultima Thule, shall Crush you! I shall
visit a thousand plagues upo n your realm, and wreak untold havoc and bloody
carnage until I have your throne... and your soul!

[ALTARUS:] And thus, flanked by the splendour of azure banners, a vast army
marched forth from the great walls of the Imperial City of Hyperborea, and at
the forefront of the mighty legions, astride an ebon war-stallion, rode the
king, sunlight glinting up on his splendid armour... compelled by dreams, and
guided by the Crystal of Mera...
[XERXES:] Where? Where did the king's path take him?
[ALTARUS:] The king was compelled to lead his forces to the shadow-haunted
Mountains of the Dead, a grim and brooding place steeped in dark and ancient
legendry. Alone he rode into the gaping maw of a huge cave hewn into the side
of the tallest mountain co untless ages past by unknown hands. For three full
days and nights he did not emerge from the cave... until, at last, he rode
forth from the eldritch mountain once more, a terrible knowledge shadowed in
his icy eyes, and bearing in his gauntleted fist a huge black sword, a
magnificent ebon blade which no human blacksmith ever forged. Fearsome
sorcerous power crackled within the yard of black steel, dancing upon its
searingly honed, glyph-scored blade... and its bejewelled, dragon-carved hilt
did whisper arcane secrets to the king in a strange, elder tongue.
[XERXES:] But master, what powers did this blade possess? What secrets did
it hold?
[ALTARUS:] Many centuries ago, before even were waged the Great Wars
between the ancient kingdoms of Atlantis and Hyperborea, Lord Angsaar did rise
from his charnel-tomb and do battle with a powerful immortal warrior-shaman
over the possession of the elder Crystals of Mera, mystic gems of unparalleled
magical potency. Angsaar, his power swelled by forces from the vast Outer
Darkness, did smite his foe to the brink of destruction... but, with his
fading sorceries, the immortal mystically transferred his li fe-essence into
his great black sword, and scattered the magic crystals across the galaxy,
leaving Angsaar with a hollow victory and forcing him to return once more to
his dark Chamber of Slumber. The sword was lost for centuries, as were the
crystals, u ntil the one gem to remain on this world was discovered deep
beneath the northern seas by an ancient Atlantean wizard. And the sword...
legends spoke of how its final resting place would be made known by the
sorceries of the last crystal only when the bl ade's power would once again ne
needed to battle the Chaos-liege. This was the immortal's final, most powerful
spell... upon the reawakening of Angsaar, the sorcerous energies and undying
lifeforce encased within the blade would be transferred to its wie lder...
aye, the one who discovered the Shadow-Sword would be imbued with the power of
the immortal, and by the art of elder spellcraft, he would do battle with his
ancient nemesis once more...
[XERXES:] Then there looms such a cataclysmic battle!
[ALTARUS:] And so, from his Black Citadel, the Chaos-liege did send forth
his Horde of Wraiths to engage the army of the king...

[THE KING:]
Behold, a legion of undead fiends meets us upon the field of war. Face
me, Scourge of Lemuria, I wield thy bane, the Shadow-Sword... (and darksome
sorceries now empower me with thunderous might!) Hearken, the clarion is upon
the winds, now the call to arms is upon us all, The glory of battle is nigh at
last, into the fray we ride!

[XERXES:] The outcome, master... who left the field victorious? Did the
king prevail?
[ALTARUS:] The mists begin to disperse... for now, the images fade. That
tale shall have to wait 'til another day...

[Lyrics: Byron]
[Music: Jonny Maudling]

These Words (Natasha Bedingfield)

(These words are my own, yeah yeah yeah)

Threw some chords together
The combination D.E.F
It's who I am it's what I do
And I was gonna lay it down for you.

I'm trying to focus my attention
But I feel so A.D.D
I need some help some inspiration
But it's not coming easily...

Tryn'a find the magic
Tryn'a write a classic
Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know?
Wastebin full of paper
Clever rhymes, see ya later.

These words are my own
From my heart flown
I love you I love you
I love you I love you!
There's no other way
To better say
I love you, I love you

Read some Byron, Shelly, and Keats
Recited it over a Hip Hop beat
I'm having trouble saying what I mean
With dead poets and drum machines.

You know I had some studio time booked
But I couldn't find the killa hook
Now you've gone and raised the bar
right up (this is on a seperate line!)
Nothing I write is ever good enough.

These words are my own
From my heart flown
I love you I love you
I love you I love you!
There's no other way
To better say
I love you, I love you

These words are my own
From my heart flown
I love you I love you
I love you I love you!
There's no other way
To better say
I love you, I love you (love you)

I'm getting of my stage
The curtains pull away
No hyperbole to hide behind
My ** sole's exposé

Whoah oh oh oh (etc etc etc)

Tryn'a find the magic
Tryn'a write a classic
Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know?
Wastebin full of paper
Clever rhymes, see ya later.

These words are my own
From my heart flown
I love you I love you
I love you I love you!
There's no other way
To better say
I love you, I love you (love you)

These words are my own
From my heart flown
They're from my heart
I love you I love you
I love you I love you!
There's no other way
To better say
I love you, I love you (love you)

These words are my own
They're from my heart
I love you I love you
That's all I got to say
Can't think of a better way
That's all I got to say
I love you is that OK?

These Words (Manny Marroquin Mix) (Natasha Bedingfield)

These words are my own

Threw some chords together, the combination D-E-F
Its who I am, its what I do, and I was gonna lay it down for you
I tried to focus my attention, but I feel so A-D-D
I need some help, some inspiration, but its not coming easily

(bridge)
Tryin to find the magic,
Tryin to write a classic,
Dontcha know, dontcha know, dontcha know?
Wastebin full of paper,
clever rhymes- see ya later

(chorus)
These words are my own, from my heart flow,
I love you, i love you, i love you, i love you,
There's no other way to better say
I love you, i love you

Read some Byron Shelley and Keates,
recited it over a hip-hop beat
I'm havin trouble sayin what i mean,
with dead poets and a drum machine

You know i had some studio time booked,
but i couldnt find the killer hook,
now you're gonna raise the bar right up,
nothin i write is ever good enough

(repeat chorus twice)

I'm gettin off my stage
the curtains pull away
No hyperboles to hide behind
My ** soul exposes
woaaaaah

(repeat bridge)
(repeat chorus
I love you I love you, thats all i got to say
cant think of a better way, and thats all i got to say
I love you, is that ok?

There Is A Name (Byron Cage)

There is a Name There is a name
There is a Name There is a name
Precious Na-aame Bless that name
Oh Jesus there is a name
Oooh Jesus there is a name

There's healing in the name
healing in the name
healing in the name
Precious Na-aame Bless that name
Oh Jesus there is a name
Oooh Jesus there is a name

Does anybody love the name
Does anybody love the name
Does anybody love the name
Precious Na-aame Bless that name
Oh Jesus there is a name
Oooh Jesus there is a name

Glory to that name
Glory to that name
Na-aame Bless that naaame
Oh Jesus there is a name
Oooh Jesus there is a name

I'll forever praise that name
Forever praise the name
Forever praise the name
Forever Praise the name
Precious Name
Bless that name
Oooh Jesus there is a name
Oooh Jesus there is a name
Oooh Jesus there is a name

Jesus Jesus Jesus
Jesus Jesus Jesus
Jesus Jesus Jesus
Jesus Jesus Jesus
Jesus Jesus Jesus
Jesus Jesus Jesus
Jesus Jesus Jesus
Jesus Jesus Jesus
Jesus Jesus Jesus
Jesus Jesus Jesus
Jesus Jesus Jesus

There is a Name There is a name
There is a Name There is a name
Precious Na-aame Bless that name
Oh Jesus there is a name
Oooh Jesus there is a name

Glory Song (Byron Cage)

Lord we glorify You
And we lift You up
serving you oh Lord is a privilege
I'm gonna lift you up...
(repeat)

(Solo)
From the rising of the sun
(group)
I'm gonna lift You up
(solo)
Unitl the sun is long gone
(group)
I'm gonna Lift You up
(solo)
Oh lord You're worthy of the praise
(group)
I'm gonna Lift You up
(solo)
and I think I'll praise You all my days
(group)
I'm gonna lift You up

(Special)
Glory, Honor, Mighty,Power,Worthy, Jesus
I'm gonna Lift up

Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah
I'm gonna lift You up

Lord we glorify You, and we lift you up
Serving you oh Lord is a privelege

I'm gonna lift You up
I'm gonna lift You up
I'm gonna lift You up

The Presence Of The Lord Is Here (Byron Cage)

The presence of the Lord is here
The presence of the Lord is here
I can feel it in the atmosphere
The presence of the Lord is here
The presence of the Lord is here

The spirit of the Lord is here
The spirit of the Lord is here
I can feel it in the atmosphere
The spirit of the Lord is here
The spirit of the Lord is here!

The power of the Lord is here
The power of the Lord is here
I can feel it in the atmosphere
The power of the Lord is here
The power of the Lord is here!

Everybody blow the trumpets and sound the alarm
Because the Lord is in the temple let everybody bow, let all the people praise his name the Lord--the Lord--the Lord is here!

A blessing From the Lord is here
A blessing from the Lord is here
I can feel it in the atmosphere
A blessing from the Lord is here
A blessing from the Lord is here!

I can feel the presence of the Lord
and I'm going to get my blessing right now!
(repeat at least 10x's).

The presence of the Lord is here!

That's What You Are To Me (Byron Cage)

Lord I Love To Call You Holy
Holy Is What You Are To Me
Lord I Love To Call You Holy
Holy Is What You Are
Yes Holy Is What You Are
Yes Holy Is What You Are To Me

Lord I Love To Call You Holy
Holy Is What You Are To Me
Lord I Love To Call You Holy
Holy Is What You Are
Yes Holy Is What You Are
Yes Holy Is What You Are To Me

Lord I Love To Call You Father
Father Is What You Are To Me
Lord I Love To Call You Father
A Father Is What You Are
A Father Is What You Are
A Father Is What You Are To Me

Lord I Love To Call You Faithful
Faithful Is What You Are To Me
Lord I Love To Call You Faithful
Faithful (That’s What You Are)
Faithful (That’s What You Are)
Faithful (Morning By Morning New Mercies We See)
Faithful (Great Is Your Faithfulness To Your People Lord)
Faithful (Faithful)
Faithful
Faithful (Is What You Are To Me)

Black Dragons Soar Above The Mountain Of Shadows (Prologue) (Bal-Sagoth)

[The Watcher in Stone:]
...And I stand enthralled and silent atop the ancient, shadowed mountain,
gazing in awe at the stygian, night-cloaked sky, as above me a wondrous flight
of ebon dragons soar on vast wings blacker than the darkling heavens... Mayhap
I behold the personal war-dragons of none other than the mysterious and
legendary Ophidian King himself, majestically riding the night winds to the
glorious field of some great and epic battle... By the gods, a more fearsomely
splendid sight in this world there cannot be!

[Lyrics: Byron]
[Music: Jonny Maudling]

Journey To The Isle Of Mists (Over The Moonless Depths Of Night-Dark Seas) (Bal-Sagoth)

[The Log of the Northern Mariner:]
The great serpent-prow of my ship, Wave-Render, cleaves the nighted
waters as we voyage across this dark, icy sea, towards the unknown... Above,
the bright winter's moon emerges a veil of cloud to cast its lucent rays upon
us, and a clinging, supine sea- mist writhes upon the midnight waves, swirled
by the cool, whispering wind which catches our great sail, pushing us onwards,
ever onwards... And beyond the tang of the darkling sea, the scent of night is
as strong and heady as a summer blossom. I know no t what awaits us at the
elder Isle of Mists... that grim and mystery-haunted place which beckons me to
its shadowed embrace, swathed in dark legendry and entwined in the mantle of
ancient sorceries... and yet I must hearken to its ethereal call... for ma
yhap the gods decreed this to be my final voyage...

[Lyrics: Byron]
[Music: Jonny Maudling]

Dreaming Of Atlantean Spires (Bal-Sagoth)

All witches fly to me...

I have torn the veil of dreams,
Enraptured by (the gleam of) moon-frost's caress,
My heart is held in icy thrall,
The horned moon's sweet enchantment,
The Topaz Throne is beckoning,
The jewelled sword awaits my grasp,
The dreaming gods now grimly brood in
The silence of Atlantean spires.
The sky is black with chaos-fiends,
Spellcraft rides with witch-storm's wings,
Beneath the vaults of time-lost tombs,
Sorcerers summon the Shadow-Kings.

All witches fly to me!

Witch of heather, moor and sea,
Come lay with me as twilight falls,
Grant me the black Elven sword
And the draught of immortality,
The scent of night about your flesh,
Enfold me in this mist of lace,
Your lips grow red by candlelight,
My beloved is raven-tressed.
The sky is black with chaos-fiends,
Spellcraft rides the witch-storm's wings,
Beneath the vaults of time-lost tombs,
Sorcerers summon the Shadow-Kings.

And now the blossoms fade,
Lost within your dark eyes (I drown within those ebon eyes)
The sweetest tears I taste (glistening upon your lips),
This ichor of your kisses...

Weave thy dark spells,
'neath the bright moon,
Witch-fire is glimmering through
Sunken marble halls.

The Black Gate opens...
Blood sates the Ebon Blade...

[lyrics: Byron, Music: Chris & Jonny]


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