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Saturnine Resplendence
In silence deep, where suns are blind
The Autarch reigns with chill unkind
A sovereign of the void’s embrace
'Midst shadowed orbs and starless space
The cold dominion, vast and wide
Where planets drift and horrors bide
Unseen by light of mortal kin
The reign of shadows, dark as sin
With scepter forged in Saturn’s dread
He walks the paths where gods have bled
The ancient dark between the stars
Where silence splits like metal scars
His throne is built on nameless stone
Where time is bent, and laws dethrone
He whispers to the void’s abyss
A hymn of black and serpents’ hiss
No light can pierce this endless night
Where planets wander lost from sight
And void-born things with unseen eyes
Lay claim to all that never dies
The Autarch’s gaze does chill and bind
As he commands the frozen rind
Of dead worlds drifting, cold and stark
Amongst the deeps where horrors hark
Oh, hollow king of spectral might
You weave the stars in shadowed flight
Your court of ice and dust obeys
The will that stirs in lightless bays
From Saturn’s rings to Pluto’s shroud
The void-born deities speak loud
Their murmurs claw at reason’s thread
And stir the thoughts of ancient dread
Behold the Conjuncture’s dismal dance
Where planets writhe in dark romance
A baleful hymn of cosmic spite
In orbit round the wells of night
The Autarch chants the secret rites
That call forth gods from deadened heights
And rend the veil of astral streams
To let the void devour dreams
The void is black, the void is deep
It holds the secrets we cannot keep
The Autarch’s rule is grim and vast
A king whose reign will ever last
Between the spheres of frozen reign
Where light and hope are slain, profane
He watches from the endless cold
A tyrant of the void, untold
The Autarch reigns with chill unkind
A sovereign of the void’s embrace
'Midst shadowed orbs and starless space
The cold dominion, vast and wide
Where planets drift and horrors bide
Unseen by light of mortal kin
The reign of shadows, dark as sin
With scepter forged in Saturn’s dread
He walks the paths where gods have bled
The ancient dark between the stars
Where silence splits like metal scars
His throne is built on nameless stone
Where time is bent, and laws dethrone
He whispers to the void’s abyss
A hymn of black and serpents’ hiss
No light can pierce this endless night
Where planets wander lost from sight
And void-born things with unseen eyes
Lay claim to all that never dies
The Autarch’s gaze does chill and bind
As he commands the frozen rind
Of dead worlds drifting, cold and stark
Amongst the deeps where horrors hark
Oh, hollow king of spectral might
You weave the stars in shadowed flight
Your court of ice and dust obeys
The will that stirs in lightless bays
From Saturn’s rings to Pluto’s shroud
The void-born deities speak loud
Their murmurs claw at reason’s thread
And stir the thoughts of ancient dread
Behold the Conjuncture’s dismal dance
Where planets writhe in dark romance
A baleful hymn of cosmic spite
In orbit round the wells of night
The Autarch chants the secret rites
That call forth gods from deadened heights
And rend the veil of astral streams
To let the void devour dreams
The void is black, the void is deep
It holds the secrets we cannot keep
The Autarch’s rule is grim and vast
A king whose reign will ever last
Between the spheres of frozen reign
Where light and hope are slain, profane
He watches from the endless cold
A tyrant of the void, untold
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