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Summoning The Guardians Of The Astral Gate Lyrics - Starfire Burning Upon The Ice-veiled Throne Of Ultima Thule - Bal-sagoth

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 beyond... 

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, summoning its sidereal sentinels, thereby attaining 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 Xuk'ul 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 sorcerous gem from the ancient shrine of Azaimedes, where 

it 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 was unparalleled in its ferocity, and that the marble walls of the 

ancient shrine were, and still remain, stained vivid crimson with the spilled blood of the 

Orb's keepers. 

Ka-kur-ra, I summon thee, 

Zul'tekh Azor Vol-thoth. 

Mighty Xuk'ul arise, 

Kur'oc 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... 

XUK'UL: 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 flickering candleflame snuffed by the wind. As beings of pure 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 

endlessness... Journeying beyond... 

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 Xuk'ul 

was naught but a bloated cosmic maggot, writhing and suckling at the breast of 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 cold stone... enshrouded by a dark mantle of obsidian. 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 the 

nighted mountain top... 

Standing silently in the ancient circle of truth, standing... waiting, 

Beneath the stars. 

Lyrics: Byron 

Music: Jonny Maudling 

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