Preludium

...of the primeval priest's assum'd power when eternals spurn'd back his religion and gave him a place in the north obscure shadowly, void, solitary Eternals, I hear your call gladly dictate swift winged words, and fear not to unfold your dark vision of torment "Impia Tortorum longos his turba furores sanguinis innocui non satiata, aluit Sospite nuin patria, fracto nuin funeris antro, mors ubi dira fuit vita salusque tenent"