Charn

Musty and silent the halls drab lay
A red sun shines on its last day
On the empire of Charn

Her call the bell hangs steady
An evil Empress silent and ready
But Jadis she sleeps till her time

Started in wisdom till you heard-
Such deep dark secrets of the cursed.
Charn and the deplorable word

The gates are blasted Professor Kirk
It will be your duty to undo the work
Of that dying land of Charn.