By the Light of a Black Sun

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