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