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Before the bell of time was forged

And kingdoms learned to kneel

There was a throne of void and frost

Where no god dared to feel

I walked the ash of unborn worlds

In armor carved from night

My crown was wrought of silent suns

Extinguished before light

I drank from wells beneath the earth

Where gravity forgets its law

There I saw the final truth:

Creation longs to be undone

Behold the realm of the starless crown

Where angels rot in orbiting tombs

No heaven waits beyond the veil

Only cosmic feasts and lunar doom

I traced sigils in the firmament

With a sword that cuts through fate

Each rune a wound in causality

Each star a sealed, forgotten gate

The universe bent its ancient knee

Not out of fear, but weariness

For even infinity must sleep

When faced with endless emptiness