Underneath the ice
Below the frost of mountains
Deep in the earth
Ancient worlds remain
When stars shine silver
On rocks divined in runes
Gateways will open
To the glass caverns of dragon kings
For a thousand years they remain
Thrones and banners
There they rest
Their only slumber in death
For a thousand years they remain
In death
Gateways will open in the hearth of
The glass caverns of dragon kings
Glass carved into pillars
Towering high
Ice like diamonds, hang as sky
Dust of age and mist in passageways
Labrynthine caves
Built in archaic reign
Words must be spoken to light the way
Moonlight through glass, bright and grey
And place the scepter in the chamber
Of the serpent, when the planets align
To wake the dragon kings
