Titian: “O, She rises again! Yet something is altered in her eyes They cast obsidian death!”
From zenith to nadir, A color flight of death Developing ruins within spiritual planes Mental states and dreams alike, all feel the wrath of the Amethyst Curse-fed goddess!
Titian & Curse-Fed Amethyst: “Out of Fear or out of Pain, I worship her blight Our auras dance like shades of wrath, bent on pure might Embracing each other’s energies, a concerto of strength Leaving landscapes into ruin, leaving life into death...”
Titian: “A fire blows Penetrate my soul, a goddess within ruin”
A guide within pain, The Amethyst heart sways...
Titian & Curse-Fed Amethyst: “Out of Fear or out of Pain, I worship her blight Our auras dance like shades of wrath, bent on pure might Embracing each other’s energies, a concerto of strength Leaving landscapes into ruin, leaving life into death...”
And within all this death, and within all this ruin, We forget one supreme law, bent on creation A crimson spirituallity, that lied inside us both. And this crimson now... Weeps forsaken.
Titian: “This is not the Amethyst I knew This is a goddess of death But still I... worship her ground...”
“And so we entwine!”
Titian & Curse-Fed Amethyst: “Our spiritual strength grows stronger A new-found mental path, We merge our energies... With pain and fear!”
Titian & Curse-Fed Amethyst: “Out of Fear or out of Pain, I worship her blight Our auras dance like shades of wrath, bent on pure might Embracing each other’s energies, a concerto of strength Leaving landscapes into ruin, leaving life into death...”
And within all this death, and within all this ruin, We forget one supreme law, bent on creation A crimson spirituallity, that lied inside us both. And this crimson now... Weeps forsaken.
From zenith to nadir, A color flight of death Developing ruins within spiritual planes Mental states and dreams alike, all feel the wrath of the Amethyst Curse-fed goddess!
Titian & Curse-Fed Amethyst: “Out of Fear or out of Pain, I worship her blight Our auras dance like shades of wrath, bent on pure might A crimson spirituallity, that lied inside us both. And this crimson now... Weeps forsaken.”