Wisdom survived through their years,
Of hidden things that dwell beyond
Gathered from astral flights,
Whispered in abysmal depth
Spells chants and magical bounds,
Used by the lords of sorcery,
Rituals and incantations,
Destined to crush the bonds of time
Higher mysteries revealed,
To those who practice the acts
Those who delivered their souls,
To the undead gods of Night
There are no secrets unknown,
No laws can bind their spirits
For they posses the love,
Of the sciettia maxima