Wisdom survived through the years,
Of hidden things that dwell beyond
Gathered from astral flights,
Whispered in abysmal depths
Spells chants and magical bounds,
used by the lords of sorcey,
Rituals and incantations,
Destined to crush the bonds of time
Higher mysteries revealed,
To those who practice the arts
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 scientia maxima