They cast my visage aside As the reflections gaze at me A colored concerto grows Lacking an Amethyst Her obsidian corpse remains In my body, In my soul, and in my gaze A ritual is made We gaze at you A pact with death We know your cause To descend upon We have her not Where souls go to die Leave us be And so, Titian flew Above the souls That have been long forgotten Omitted by those who have lain here This realm lacks a Sun A benign sight to Titian A lit by a concerto of color Verdant, Azure, Pale, and Dark A majestic sight Titian wanders through the massless soul And even this presence could not disconcert Titian's grief For this realm, lacking a Sun Also lacked the Aura of Amethyst Perhaps she truly is dead A purity lost, her body left upon my eyelids! No I look down to the ocean of auras She must be buried beneath! I dive down to the Aura-Sea Where Life and Death meet I shall slit and I shall kill This barricade of soul In his mind, Titian had grown insane His body grew with Darkened veils As he slaughtered a myriad of helpless souls I shall slit and I shall kill This barricade of soul My faith lies deep beyond the chasm Wherein Amethyst lies living! I shall slit and I shall kill This barricade of soul Where their energies gather Amethyst shall be reborn! Where are you? I shall slaughter and I shall kill Even if it takes an Eternity I will search to eternity's end I will search from zenith to nadir Dark and light have lost all attachment All that remains is I