Preludium

Preludium
...of the primeval priest's assumed power
when eternals spurned 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"
[Taken from "Preludium", William Blake]
"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"
[Taken from "The pit and the pendulum", E.A Poe]