The black sun rises, shadows crawl, A throne of lies, his silent hall. In the depths, the mirror waits, Thuzun Thune, a cursed fate. Whispers coiled in tongues of dread, What is real when gods are dead? A sorcerer’s gaze, a kingdom’s wane, Truth in the void drives men insane. Through the glass, the void calls doom, Reflections twist in Thuzun Thune. The power fades, the light turns gray, In the mirror, life slips away. Through the glass, the void calls doom, Reflections twist in Thuzun Thune. The power fades, the light turns gray, In the mirror, life slips away. A thousand lives, a thousand lies, Echoes scream, the soul denies. A king who ruled by steel and hate, Falls to visions of his own fate. The cosmos weeps as he stares too long, Reality fractures, time goes wrong. In endless depths, his will is slain, Bound forever by the dark refrain. Through the glass, the void calls doom, Reflections twist in Thuzun Thune. The power fades, the light turns gray, In the mirror, life slips away. Darkened eyes and trembling hands, Lost in seas of shifting sands. Thuzun Thune, the mirror’s snare, No escape from the madness there. The king is gone, his empire dust, The mirror keeps what it must. Thuzun Thune, your truth is pain, All who look shall go insane. Thuzun Thune, your truth is pain, All who look shall go insane.
