Chronicles of the Celestial Forge

[Verse 1] In the twilight of the cosmos, where stars are smithed and born, There lies the Celestial Forge, in the nebulae's heart, torn. Guarded by the Astral Keepers, sworn to the flame, Crafting destinies with fire, the universe to tame. [Verse 2] An ancient prophecy told of a mortal man's reach, To the Forge’s fiery heart, a sacred amulet to breach. With hair as white as comet tails and eyes of nebular glow, He traveled through the astral storms where mortals dare not go. [Chorus] Forge in the heavens, blacksmiths of fate, Where time’s anvil waits and the constellations mate. The celestial ballet, in an infinite dance, To the music of the spheres, in the vast expanse. [Verse 3] Through the Pillars of Creation, to the gates made of quasars’ light, He sought the wisdom of the stars, to end eternal night. The Keepers challenged his spirit, through trials of mind and soul, To deem him worthy of the secrets, kept in their astral scroll. [Verse 4] The man stood before the Forge, where elements collide, With celestial hammer in hand, his destiny he’d not hide. Forging a blade of stardust, edged with black hole's veil, To face the dark leviathan, in an epic cosmic tale. [Chorus] Forge in the heavens, blacksmiths of fate, Where time’s anvil waits and the constellations mate. He held high his sword, under the watchful eyes of space, In the celestial clash, he’d now embrace. [Verse 5] The leviathan of the void, with jaws of dark matter dread, Faced the man at the edge of time, where even light feared to tread. With a swing of the stardust blade, the beast was rent asunder, A cosmic cry echoed wide, a sound of starry wonder. [Bridge] The Astral Keepers bowed their heads, to the mortal who’d become divine, Entrusted him with cosmic lore, at the forge's ancient shrine. He who forges his own path, shall master the sky’s own rive, And so became the man a legend, in the celestial archive. [Outro] Now a sentinel at the Forge, watching over the galactic fray, A guardian of the firmament, until the stars fade away. The man who once sought the forge, now its master and its core, A myth among the living, a god for evermore.