Aura Rubicon: Apotheosis Of Solar Flares

Here I lie, a product of Titian
And Amethyst's birthing sleep
I carry essence from both of these birth-gods
Yet here I weep

My place in purpose lies not in life
I belong in death, to save souls
As a Apotheosis of Solar Flares!

A ritual
Is born!
Rubicon's suicidal, final pact!

I take my own life!
In the faith that my death will insure protection
From the murderous, Sun-God!

From the murderous, Sun-God!

Take heed, Titian and Amethyst
This Sun-God is a deceptive lie
The true warmth
Lies in after-life

My place in purpose lies not in life
I belong in death, to save souls
As the Apotheosis of Solar Flares!

The sweetest sound that I have heard
Lies now, in death, as I hear the choir
The next sound I shall make
Will be the sound of Solar Flares