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Bal-Sagoth - "Summoning The Guardians Of The Astral Gate"
(Music: Jonny Maudling; Lyric: Byron)
It is written in the ancient legends... that high amidst the
moon-swathed peaks of the great Mountain of Shadows, hides the
aeon-weary threshold of the Astral Gate... the portal from our
world, to bey It is said that one who holds the key and knows
the empyreal incantation may stand within the ancient ring of
stones atop the mountain when the stars are correctly aligned,
and unlock the mystic gate, ultimate enlightenment and wisdom
unparalleled...
Part 1: THE INVOKING
(The Aspirant Reaches The Summit)
Keepers of the cosmic threshold, my ascent has been fraught with
terror, deathsteeped, storm-hammered.
(These grim mountains are strewn with the bones of the ill-fortuned dead.)
O Guardians of the Astral Gate, the spheres blaze at last in
trine... I hold the Key!
(The trinity of stars shall touch the circle of stones once more...)
The incantation of Xukul is known to me, the Orb of Summoning
earned with bloodshed!
(The crystalline key to the Outer Realms and the arcane rite
to empower it are at last mine, Seized at swordpoint from the
citadel of the Black Templars. Enlightenment awaits!)
Many years ago, the mystic Orb of Summoning was seized by the
mysterious Black Templars,a band of sombre, plunder seeking knights
from the kingdoms to the east of the Great Sea. They wrested
the sorce t had lain hidden for countless centuries, its true
power and purpose known only to the dour shamans who tended to
the elder place of worship. It is said that the tapestry of slaughter
woven that day walls of the ancient shrine were, and still remain,
stained vivid crimson with the spilled blood of the Orbs keepers.
Ka-kur-ra, I summon thee,
Zultekh Azor Vol-thoth.
Mighty Xukul arise,
Kuroc Gul-Kor, come forth.
I hold aloft the pulsing orb, astral spheres, empower the mystic key.
Ring of elder stones entwined in prophecy, the Rite of Invocation
enthralls thine power.
Replete from drinking deep of darkness, black shapes dancing
twixt the stones,
Lucent beams lancing forth from the gleaming, cepheid stars,
a creeping mist ensorcells my tongue...
A great stillness binds the moon-cloaked mountaintop in glooming
shackles...
(High above, the myriad stars gleam bright against the night
sky, three more resplendently bedazzling than the others, their
sidereal auras engulfing the stones...)
And the central stone of the ancient ebon ring begins to pulsate
with a darksome energy...
A thunderous maelstrom ablaze with writhing celestially spawned
power then rends the stygian night...
(A vast shimmering aperture, a vortex of heliacal fire... the
pathway to beyond beckons!)
The Astral Gate is open...
The Guardians have awakened...
XUKULyric:
Impudent mortal! You dare summon us?
If tis elucidation you seek, you shall have it!
Such searingly terrible stellar majesty... my sanity is lashed
like a vessel on a storm-wracked sea. What price this invocation?
Shall the singing stars claim my very mind?
To countless worlds we travel, riding the endless black seas
twixt the stars... the ebon oceans of infinity... flying through
a thousand suns, then watching their light fade, as if it were
but a flic
Sure energy we become one with the vastness, transcending the
ethereal walls of time, spanning at once this celestial eternity,
and yet existing as no more than a mote of dust within the vista
of its e
The threshold looms, (the star-way between dimensions stretches
before me...)
The Gate To That Which Lies Beyond yawns wide...
Unspeakable forces gibber and pulsate in the Outer Darkness...
Elder horrors dwell here, things which were ancient and revelled
in sublime galactic malevolence when even Xukul was naught but
a bloate if its amorphous mother...
They-Who-Lurk-And-Breed-In-Limbo...
the squamous sovereigns of the elder void!
Primal terror drags my essence screaming back from the threshold.
The ichor of pestilent tongues clings to me, tendrils probing,
the ire of fiends!
The ravening black worms of madness are devouring the shredded
remnants of sanity as I return to my slumbering steel-clad body...
but as the dream-veil lifts, I feel my limbs transform, flesh
becoming.
And the laughter of the Guardians echoes, carries upon the winds
of this spectral eve. Such is the price of enlightenment. And
so, a new brooding sentinel of stone joins the others on Standing
silently in the ancient circle of truth, standing... waiting,
Beneath the stars.
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