It's swirling center
Of blackened ore
Infinite absolute zero
This frozen orb
Pulling planets on solar winds
Icy graves to live within
Of blackened ore
Infinite absolute zero
This frozen orb
Pulling planets on solar winds
Icy graves to live within
Denizens of the frigid deep
When cold stars die
And black suns sleep
To your frozen land we creep
To bask under the obsidian sun
Hear our chants
Smell our scents
Feel our hearts
Taste our blood
And bring us to bask
Under the obsidian sun
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- Electro-stimulated Hallucinatory Response
- Gibbering Hordes Of Zemiath
- Clockwork With Thunderous Hooves
- Hideous Wailing Of The Ronowen During Nightshade
- Hyperjump-ritual Madness
- Suspended In Cubes Of Torment
- The Oracle Of Orson
- Beneath The Sea Of Tranquility
- Wade Forward Through Matter And Backwards Through Time
- Cosmic Triangular Communications
- Plume Of Ink Within a Vacuum
- In Between, Throughout Form And Void
- Elemental Transmography
- Fathomless Echoes Of Eternity's Imagination
- In The Tentacled Grasp Of a Buried Behemoth
- Influence Through Ritualistic Projection