Pillorian
By The Light Of A Black Sun
An arc of powerAn archaic darkened gleamShimmers through the cracks of the arcaneBlack sun, obsidian stormThe holographic construct of beingAn empty space in the glow of clarityThe sentient subconscious wraith is waiting...In the solar lodge I found the keyThat unlocked a celestial domainIt gave me wisdom and the will to soarHigh in the face of the godsI am guided by the light of a black sunBy streams of alchemy and time I am boundAn archway to the mysteries, bridge of enigmatic lightGlimmers through a rift in the umbraIt rains upon the ether in a wash of quiet broodA blackened storm, obsidian sunI have been gilded by the light of a black sunBy jaws of the emerald lion I am bound
From Letras Mania