Conan - Obsidian Sword lyrics

Haunted by the ghosts of the dead past, empty and deserted, scattered with sheaths and scabbards of the strong and the swift, the shadows beneath the chasm lit a ghostly light that began glow and grow Dimly visible in the throbbing radiance floated an ancient skull, appallingly deformed. Bleached bone glimmers in the midst of his unholy nimbus Great beads of perspiration grew from his dark brow. His eyes blazed with terror. Primordiortion[?] rituals, his blood. His lips, unconsciously a snarl Bronze fist descended like sledgehammer, bashing the brains from misshapen vertex. A cry of fierce exultation was released as obsidian sword cleaved solid flesh and immortal coil Iron fingers crushed life