Nazhgûrazoth
Beneath the golden city where live god and king and man,
There is within the darkest depths a shadow yet unseen;
And Great Nazhgûrazoth is there, where light is scarce and stain’d,
and warmth is never found, but fire; no joy that’s not in sin.
No royalty of earth there dwells, nor Heavn’s divinity,
For that in Foul Nazhgûrazoth is enemy of all;
And by its will all good shall perish, hope and justice die,
And all on earth shall witness at the terrible dark shrine
of Black Nazhgûrazoth.
This piece is part of the Nazhgûrazoth Trinity, along with The Shadows We Cast and Meekly Toward the Light. Each piece is a lens through which to view the others, and they can be read in any order.
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