Moonthrone - Spectral Vortex Тексты

A vast dimension so obscure,
infinite, timeless...
Down the throat of a black hole,
spiral, vortex...
Magic beyond human knowledge,
medieval future...
Brooding sorcery in years of darkness,
the darkest eons...

Kingdom lost,
conjuring the ancient oracles.
Starless sky,
amidst the spectral gates of majesty.

Beheld from the mind's eye.
Seducing celestial spells.

Born of frigid alchemy,
and mystic tears.
Between the storming arches
of twin suns.
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