By the Light of a Black Sun - Pillorian

An art of power

An archaic darkened gleam

Shimmers through the cracks of the arcane

Black sun, obsidian storm

The holographic construct of being

An empty space in the glow of clarity

The sentient subconscious wraith is waiting…

In the solar lodge I found the key

That unlocked a celestial domain

It gave me wisdom and the will to soar

High in the face of the gods

I am guided by the light of a black sun

By streams of alchemy and time I am bound

An archway to the mysteries, bridge of enigmatic light

Glimmers through a rift in the umbra

It rains upon the ether in a wash of quiet brood

It blackened storm, obsidian sun

I have been gilded by the light of a black sun

By jaws of the emerald lion I am bound