Bal Sagoth Black Dragons Soar Above The Mountain Of Shadows
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
Lyrics: Byron
Music: Jonny Maudling