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