Unknown Dark Horizons - ErilaZ

I walk down the corridor

I descend the dark aisle

The wooden planks creak under my feet

But the rug from the orient softens it

Down at the basement I gather my gear

With chalk I draw and with my palm I smear

Envision a candle-lit cave

With Helm of Awe as floor and ceiling

Coming back up, I open the doors

Stepping forward to the balcony

Miles and miles, and miles away

As far as the eye can see

Mid-gray atmosphere, with brownish hues

Artistic masterpiece, beginning to bloom

Fold to black, where shadows exist

Turns to gloom, where light persists

I only know this cannot be true

What’s behind it all I cannot recall

I fully memorize this view

And paint it over with silver and blue

Begin my Galdor by whispering

Then creak and shout, blazing out three words

I let the wind take them further away

Down the tower and through the plains

Cho:

Unknown dark horizons

Untold and hidden blazons

The book of power — that deceives the eye!