Crowned in Astral Majesty Lyrics


In the vast expanse of the celestial theatre,

Where stars perform their cosmic ballet,

There reigns a sovereign of unfathomable darkness,

Crowned in astral majesty, a lord of shadows.

In the depths of the void, where light fears to tread,

There his throne resides, amidst swirling nebulae,

His scepter forged from the remnants of dying suns,

Each gemstone a soul claimed by his eternal might.

He wears a crown of singularity,

Where galaxies spiral into oblivion,

A diadem of chaos and entropy,

Marking him as the ruler of the cosmic abyss.

With every gesture, he unleashes havoc,

Sundering planets and tearing asunder moons,

His laughter echoes through the cosmic winds,

As civilizations crumble beneath his gaze.

The celestial bodies tremble in his presence,

Their orbits distorted by his malevolent will,

For he is the darkness that lurks in the void,

The embodiment of cosmic terror and despair.

Behold the sovereign of the infinite expanse,

Crowned in astral majesty, he reigns supreme,

A tyrant of the cosmos, feared by all,

For his rule is eternal, and his wrath, unending

In the depths of the cosmic abyss, his dominion spreads,

A realm of endless night where screams are swallowed by the void,

There, shadows writhe and twist, twisted remnants of forgotten souls,

Bound to his will

From his throne of darkness, he surveys the cosmos,

Eyes like black holes, consuming all light and hope,

His presence a blight upon the fabric of reality,

A cancerous tumor infecting the universe.

In his twisted court, creatures of nightmare gather,

Abominations spawned from the darkest recesses of existence,

Servants to his malevolent desires, they dance to his tune,

Spreading chaos and despair wherever they roam.

The stars themselves whisper tales of his atrocities,

Of worlds extinguished in flames of cosmic fury,

Of civilizations erased from the annals of time,

Their legacy naught but dust scattered across the void.

Crowned in astral majesty

And the universe trembles in fear at his name,

For in the cosmic tapestry, his is a legacy of darkness

He wears a crown of singularity,

Where galaxies spiral into oblivion,

A diadem of chaos and entropy,

Marking him as the ruler of the cosmic abyss.