Reflections, 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 light 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 is truly dead, a purity lost
Her body left upon my eyelids
No, no, no
I look down to the ocean of auras
She must be buried beneath
I dive down into 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
Where their energies gather
Amethyst shall be reborn
Agh! Where are you?
Where are you?
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
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
I, I will find you, Aura Amethyst
