The Splendour Of A Thousand Swords Gleaming Beneath The Blazon Of The Hyperborean Empire (Part: Iii) Lyrics

Artist: Bal-Sagoth

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[THE ANTEDILUVIAN ORACLE:]

Behold glorious Hyperborea, gleaming jewel of the

north; an eon-veiled kingdom forever steeped in ancient legendry and the renown

of its martial splendour... but of late, an ill wind whispers malignly through

its opulent labyrinth of marbled citadels...

[WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE:]

[Episode I:]

THE SPLENDOUR OF A THOUSAND SWORDS GLEAMING BENEATH THE BLAZON OF THE HYPERBOREAN EMPIRE

[Episode II:]

THE DARK LIEGE OF CHAOS IS UNLEASHED AT THE ENSORCELLED SHRINE OF A'ZURA-KAI

(THE SPLENDOUR OF A THOUSAND SWORDS GLEAMING BENEATH THE BLAZON OF THE HYPERBOREAN EMPIRE: Part: II)

NOW...

[Episode III:]

CRY HAVOC FOR GLORY, AND THE ANNIHILATION OF THE TITANS OF CHAOS!

(THE SPLENDOUR OF A THOUSAND SWORDS GLEAMING BENEATH THE BLAZON OF THE HYPERBOREAN EMPIRE: Part: III)

[ALTARUS:]

And so, it ends. You have learned much, young Xerxes.

Your training is nigh on complete.

The years which you have spent here at the Praxeum have been difficult ones,

but the reward of elucidation you have gained far outweighs the hardship you

have endured. Many lessons have you learned, not least of which is that

knowledge is never without its price, my neophyte.

[XERXES:]

Yes, master Altarus. I have heeded your tutelage well, and your wisdom

has been a great balm to me during the many trials I have undergone. I can now

command the Mists of the Oracle, and the Great Eye of the Universe opens at my

bidding. And yet, before I am placed before the final scrutiny of the Elders,

I ask that I be allowed to gaze into the sidereal vista once more, to witness

the final outcome of that great struggle which has so captivated me during my

studies at the Praxeum.

[ALTARUS:]

Ah yes... the epic conflict between the Dark Liege of Chaos and the

royal Scion of proud Hyperborea. Very well, my young apprentice. Command the

starscape to divulge its mysteries... look deep into the fathomless mists, and

the ruinous carnage of A'zura-Kai shall once again be arrayed before thine

curious gaze. Aye Xerxes, thrice you have summoned the besieged and benighted

vista of Hyperborea... now pay heed, for the final battle is at hand!

[Chapter 7: The Last Stand Against Chaos.]

[ALTARUS:]

And a crimson sun rose slowly over the Field of Blood... and such

were the corpse-mounds of the dead that they aspired to touch that ireful orb.

Slithering shadows nuzzled the massed bodies of the slain, as the King rallied

the survivors of the battle against Chaos to one final act of defiance...

[LORD ANGSAAR:]

Impertinent mortal wormcast! Do you truly aspire to prevail

against me? I am the Bane of the Atlantean Kings, the Scourge of Lemuria,

Arch-Foe of the Immortals of Ultima Thule! Long before man hurled himself

squamously from the primordial ooze, I waged war with gods and thwarted

eternity!

[ALTARUS:]

Lord Angsaar, the Dark Liege of Chaos, was poised on the brink of

ultimate victory. By insidious manipulation, he had carefully drawn the forces

of Hyperborea to battle at the Shrine of A'zura-Kai, pitting his legions of

ravening wraiths against the stalwart forces of the Hyperborean Empire, and

during the fray his agents of evil had seized the Ninth Crystal of Mera from

the grasp of the King. With the cosmic energies of the Shrine magnifying the

empyreal power of the Ninth Crystal, Angsaar triumphantly performed the arcane

rite that would sunder the sorcerous fetters which had hitherto kept his

physical incarnation confined within the ancient Chamber of Slumber. Summoning

the interdimensional portal which the mystic power of the Shrine allied with

the sorceries of the Crystal could generate, Angsaar channelled his fiendish

presence from his darksome prison directly to the death-gorged Field of Blood.

Thus was the spell of confinement woven countless aeons ago by

Angsaar's immortal nemesis broken, and on that fateful day the dread

Chaos-Liege strode the world of mortal men once more. The King, flanked by the

few valiant survivors of the ruinous Wraith-onslaught, stood defiant before

the withering glare of Chaos...

[LORD ANGSAAR:]

Ah, great King of Hyperborea! My mystic shackles are at last

broken... I am free once more! Your army is lost, your realm is mine...

it shall be blessed with the honour of being the first to fall before my

renewed onslaught! Bow to me in obeisance!

[THE KING:]

Never! For too long your diseased machinations have hung like a

black pall over glorious Hyperborea... you have invaded my very dreams and

sown the virulent seeds of base treachery within my court. It
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