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Beneath the moon's cold gaze,
By the ancient stones I stand.
My trembling hands bear witness
To a bloodied, fateful path.
In the light of the moon,
I brought the blade to my own kin.
To set The Serpent free,
And the Darkness within.
Tears of crimson fall,
I kneel upon the floor.
The echoes of his pleas,
They haunt forevermore.
The Serpent's hiss entwines my soul
My heart a heavy weight.
In this accursed hour,
I've sealed my brother's fate.
Lament at the Serpentine Altar!
Tears that endlessly flow.
The price I paid for power,
My guilt will ever grow.
In darkness i'm ensnared.
By shadows I'm consumed.
By my brother's blood,
In The Serpent's lair,
In sorrow I'm entombed.
A Serpent's eye now watches,
It's gaze a vengeful fire!
The Darkness that I courted,
It hungers and aspires.
The Serpent's hiss entwines my soul
My heart a heavy weight.
In this accursed hour,
I've sealed my brother's fate.
Lament at the Serpentine Altar!
Tears that endlessly flow.
The price I paid for power,
My guilt will ever grow.
The Altar stands as witness
To the darkness I've become.
My soul a barren wasteland
Where remorseless shadows churn.
The Altar stands as witness
To the darkness I've become.
My soul a barren wasteland
The Altar stands as witness
To the darkness I've become.
My soul a barren wasteland
Where remorseless shadows churn.
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II. The Alluring Circle
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As if you could grasp the power of an omnipotent force ancient as The Serpent Which Heralds The Dark. Your feeble vessel a vassal to herald The Black Sun - to release The Ophidian King. Ensconced in the void, atop a throne of dusk, The Serpent Of Serpents awaits.
A prison of light assaulting the flesh of The Father of Dark,
Incandescent chains marring the scales of a god.
Blaspheming the frost, entrapping the tendrils of black -
A stygian crypt for The Serpent Which Heralds The Dark.
In cryptic tomes and shadows the secrets do reside,
Incantations whispered in tongues no mortal can recite.
The Guardians of Knowledge in obsidian robes arrayed,
They seek to free The Serpent to defy The Light's charade.
Through arcane circles, their voices rise as one.
To shatter the dominion of the blazing, golden sun!
As destiny unfolds, in shadows deep they tread.
The Serpent stirs within, no more imprisoned, no more dead.
Their faith unwavering, they channel ancient might
To set the world ablaze within The Serpent's endless night.
The Shadow's Embrace, the prophecy unfurls.
The Serpent's scales aglow as cosmic destiny swirls.
With scales unbound, they rise - an unstoppable wave
With sinew everlasting atop a world enslaved.
Unbound by my wretched dogma,
I am the stream of woe.
Let loose my shackles
Now to burn without and within.
Come forth, as I bring an end to this decrepit world.
I've come to reclaim the throne.
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From the depths, I emerge
A cosmic force untamed.
A voice - Malevolence embodied,
A deity unnamed.
In the realm of mortals,
My fury shall ignite.
Their feeble existence
Trembles 'neath my ancient sight.
The Black Sun's gaze descends
A dread upon the land.
In suffocating darkness,
Where mortal dreams are banned.
Man's ignorance, my power.
Their souls I shall betray -
In eternal night, They kneel
Their feeble cries decay.
Their folly, my delight.
They dared to break the seal
Release the Black Sun's wrath
To make the shadows real.
Their world now bathed in terror,
Despair is all they know.
In their darkest nightmares
My dominion will grow.
Through eons of imprisonment
My wrath has been contained.
Now I walk among them,
Their sanity profaned.
Their empires shall crumble,
Their kingdoms turned to dust.
Their futile defiance in the shadows
has been unjust.
I feed upon their terror,
Their suffering is my feast
Their prayers fall on deaf ears
As they're consumed by the beast.
The Black Sun's reign unending,
A void where hope recedes.
And in my endless darkness,
All shall serve my wicked deeds.
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V. The Black Sun
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What agency is mine to say what vile discourse, what beguiled machinations set into motion this series of unfortunate events, my dearest brother? What agency have I to say which misguided steps forged this path before me? You, and I, and all of us are nothing but a segment of this wicked ouroboros.. an insignificant offering to the Black Sun.
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Solis Nigri Seattle, Washington
The Unholy Pact of a One-Man Conduit; A Solitary Symphony of Suffering. Veiled in darkness, forged in solitude, Solis Nigri is the solo manifestation of sonic sorcerer Jamison DeBolt. A black metal odyssey that delves deep into occult realms, emerging as a spectral frost from the mist-laden forests of the Pacific Northwest. Solis Nigri draws inspiration from the depths of human suffering and pain. ... more
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