Entry IV: Atronachs
๐ต 1071 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:36 duration
๐ ID: 28901838
๐ Lyrics
Haze from the Wyvern's mountain recedes as I reach its substratum--the end of this trail onto the start of the next.
The sun, writhing across the horizon, leaves its wake in shades of red and gold--a vast expanse, enveloping the sky above.
A portal appears.
Pillars of blackened ore erected, streams of charged particles course back and forth.
Betwixt the columns, a face of flames flashes as three creatures step forth...
the atronachs.
The sun is gone, though the sky is yet a lucid red.
Before me is a gateway to the plains of Oblivion.
Being of frost: a towering fiend without eyes...
composed entirely of ice, its limbs sharp as daggers.
Being of storm: a diaphanous and teeming entity...
swirling with carved rocks, interwoven with electrical currents.
Being of fire: a humanoid, mercurial siren...
swiftly gliding in black armor, its body a collection of writhing flames.
They surround me...
preparing their attack.
Unleashed, it surges towards me...
I lose consciousness, but awake to see they have met their demise, with naught but a feeling of extreme warmth...
The sun, writhing across the horizon, leaves its wake in shades of red and gold--a vast expanse, enveloping the sky above.
A portal appears.
Pillars of blackened ore erected, streams of charged particles course back and forth.
Betwixt the columns, a face of flames flashes as three creatures step forth...
the atronachs.
The sun is gone, though the sky is yet a lucid red.
Before me is a gateway to the plains of Oblivion.
Being of frost: a towering fiend without eyes...
composed entirely of ice, its limbs sharp as daggers.
Being of storm: a diaphanous and teeming entity...
swirling with carved rocks, interwoven with electrical currents.
Being of fire: a humanoid, mercurial siren...
swiftly gliding in black armor, its body a collection of writhing flames.
They surround me...
preparing their attack.
Unleashed, it surges towards me...
I lose consciousness, but awake to see they have met their demise, with naught but a feeling of extreme warmth...
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:36.92] Haze from the Wyvern's mountain recedes as I reach its substratum--the end of this trail onto the start of the next.
[00:53.89] The sun, writhing across the horizon, leaves its wake in shades of red and gold--a vast expanse, enveloping the sky above.
[01:14.76] A portal appears.
[01:21.53] Pillars of blackened ore erected, streams of charged particles course back and forth.
[01:48.23] Betwixt the columns, a face of flames flashes as three creatures step forth...
[02:00.75] the atronachs.
[02:06.50] The sun is gone, though the sky is yet a lucid red.
[02:20.01] Before me is a gateway to the plains of Oblivion.
[02:25.34] Being of frost: a towering fiend without eyes...
[02:30.00] composed entirely of ice, its limbs sharp as daggers.
[02:33.94] Being of storm: a diaphanous and teeming entity...
[02:39.42] swirling with carved rocks, interwoven with electrical currents.
[02:44.97] Being of fire: a humanoid, mercurial siren...
[02:52.21] swiftly gliding in black armor, its body a collection of writhing flames.
[03:02.63] They surround me...
[03:17.52] preparing their attack.
[03:19.13] Unleashed, it surges towards me...
[03:23.01] I lose consciousness, but awake to see they have met their demise, with naught but a feeling of extreme warmth...
[03:34.24]
[00:53.89] The sun, writhing across the horizon, leaves its wake in shades of red and gold--a vast expanse, enveloping the sky above.
[01:14.76] A portal appears.
[01:21.53] Pillars of blackened ore erected, streams of charged particles course back and forth.
[01:48.23] Betwixt the columns, a face of flames flashes as three creatures step forth...
[02:00.75] the atronachs.
[02:06.50] The sun is gone, though the sky is yet a lucid red.
[02:20.01] Before me is a gateway to the plains of Oblivion.
[02:25.34] Being of frost: a towering fiend without eyes...
[02:30.00] composed entirely of ice, its limbs sharp as daggers.
[02:33.94] Being of storm: a diaphanous and teeming entity...
[02:39.42] swirling with carved rocks, interwoven with electrical currents.
[02:44.97] Being of fire: a humanoid, mercurial siren...
[02:52.21] swiftly gliding in black armor, its body a collection of writhing flames.
[03:02.63] They surround me...
[03:17.52] preparing their attack.
[03:19.13] Unleashed, it surges towards me...
[03:23.01] I lose consciousness, but awake to see they have met their demise, with naught but a feeling of extreme warmth...
[03:34.24]