Obsidian Sun - Gigan

It’s swirling center

Of blackened ore

Infinite absolute zero

This frozen orb…

Pulling planets on solar winds

Icy graves to live within…

Denizens of the frigid deep

When cold stars die

And black suns sleep

To your frozen land we creep

To bask under the obsidian sun

Hear our chants

Smell our scents

Feel our hearts

Taste our blood

And bring us to bask

Under the obsidian sun