Cold, ere his throne
Ere winter seers the flesh to stone
As ice upon his seat
His will black ice, his gaze blue heat
Giant, grand-ice tyrant, stoic king of these caves
Epic, ageless relic
A timeless axe of the brave
Terror, blue blade bearer, beast of his north
Po

Her wails climb out from deepest
Burial to beckon thine worship
Our thirst be whetted only after
Her head's upon our spear
Fiends, they're fiends, guarding their queen
Your abomination screams
At the top of her lungs in tongues
Under them, under the woods
Under th

Terraqueous world of simple design
There are plans for you yet
I, pure mind for body do pine
Still crept towards your domain
Now soaring there
Incorporeal
A great thinker he may be
Great white beard his badge of wisdom
Ideas has he, great beyond what man should se

So it has been, is now, shall be
Learned we are in this thaumaturgy
To cancel a life with words of strife
Using magicks so old, magicks so cold
To end your time, a spell of mine
Steal your life and send you to the next
Necromantic text
Magicks so old, magicks so cold<

Beyond that door lies
The greatest tyrant in the land
Arrival has at last come
The coming of battle
Our fate to unravel
We storm into her throneroom
Through a layer of web
Littered with dead
The fierceness of her fortress, a wintry chill
She's craving the kill

An unfathomed fate
Magicks to uncreate
Now a mindslave
Death to humble the brave
No escape from death
Words have been spoken
Into the wizard's grin, never awoken
Casting, soon you will die
It's your last mortal cry
Eviscerating, arcanus is thrust
Pound you

She, the moon looms her fullest bright
Evoke her now, hail thine foul magicks
Under the moon
Beneath the seven spheres and spell seal
Time washes away
Plans are made, we summon forth
She, named on the tablets
We read out unbinding verses
Unleash curses, unleash he

It's his addiction, the mindflayer's addiction
Out from the cavern of before
Comes an ancient being
He damns his thirst; it's his genesis and his curse
Arcane scrolls, dimensions he's crossed
That bastard beast, he hunts
Cast spells from worlds long lost
That bastard

In life the battle burns hot with spraying and frightened eyes
That see the callous hand of death which brings dead bodies, worms and flies
Then rides that black cloak wizard after then frenzied fray
He sees the mangled bodies, he finds the murderous brave
To ressurect their figh

Could it be the halfling brew? No
Could it have been the Elvin Wines?
No, but now I'm drunk and pissed
I sought the inn, a den of sin
To find some work or better
A pint, a gill, exotic swill
To me it does nto matter
To sit among the henchmen and scum
It has me hea

We descend into the Undermountain
Underneath the icy northlands
The keepers of crypts we seek
Dungeoned cities stretch on for miles
Built around the layers deep
A dark world within the hollow peak
Enter epicenter of the denizens to the Underdark
Much here's ruled by e