Narbeleth
Album • 2024
And thus remains the past, when the soul became as dawn, moon and sun. By which our mind steps back to interior thing. To gaze upon the flames dancing higher, there in the splendors of the spirit. Visions strengthened through the journey, for secrets revealed bear weight upon the soul, as certain mirrors for the eye of the mind are purified and illuminated, to contemplate the cosmic attributes, and the mysteries of revelation.
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025
Its deep and freezing atavistic gaze, as a vast sapphire abyss. Who is this, who steps forth like the rising dawn? A faeric presence, splendid as the Moon. Who is this, who bear such primordial might? Above every essence, above every knowledge. A radiance emanates from its immortal head, as it engulfs the earth with its snowy arms, with its cosmic breath. A pale crown upon its brow, with a greater light, therefore a greater shadow, beyond mortal comprehension. Through its crowd of stars, oh crown and blaze of the northwestern shores. The arcane nexus and supranatural order. A pale crown upon my brow.
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025
These are the truths that elude the light of day, and resonates within the depths of our very souls. Drink from the cup of revelations, sip now from the elixir. Hold the chalice and essence of unity; embrace the poisons that will set us free. Wander into the genuine senses to become one with the eternal dance of questions and answers, to step beyond the veil into the embrace of the sublime forever pursuing the mysteries that infuse existence with meaning.
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025
A relentless thirst for eldritch paths, desire for internal transmutation, and spiritual enlightment. To become by its own power, which preaches most the unity with the elemental essence. Souls adrift in the sea of existence, the shadows of beings and the phantasms when stares upon the light. Their forms, a dance of nebulous mist, from realms beyond they weave their tale.
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025
Autumn paints the leaves with a grim fire. The mournful howl of relentless winds bows the gigantic roaring trees as moonlight cast its argent glow. Freezing iridescences lurks within a primordial gloom. Evanescent shadows in the mist channeling cold winds from cosmic space. Ephemeral forms in midnight's breathe, in haunting echoes. Shivering whispers, symphony of sorrow's wail, requiem for lives now pale.
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025
Midnight veils the ancient rites, as shadows weave their spectral dance spouting words of old, deeply carved in stone, eyes that glow with eerie light. Moon, witness and provider, and keeper of the key to the inner flames. By virtue of her light, unifying the senses like cosmic gates, through which it enters into this soul. So the whole circle of the earth rise together, lead by its hand towards acquaintance of spiritual. And through its embrace, will pour the essence of all things.
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025
By mortal eyes unknown, since primordial dawn. Mighty spirits wander through thick fog and shimmering lights. They traverse chasms, woods and stone realms. And even the mountains bow to these sovereigns old, and their towering peaks veil in reverence. For within them rests the might, the key to a superior cosmic order, an arcane equilibrium woven into the very fabric of existence. Voices that carry the secrets of the wind, a language of cosmic resonance, a presence that stirs the soul and the earth itself. They carry the weight of eons in their ethereal dance through mist and starlight. They remain the masters of the key to a cosmic order.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025
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