Hark. For I speak of purity.   I am unconquerable. In my worship. I am invincible on my crusade. However hard the strikes may be. However deep the wounds. This blood immortal, bleeds for thee.   In every breath I hear the silent whisper of your name.   In every harmony, In every thought. You make my water into wine. Remember, I am ever thine.   Blessed was I with the consecration. To indomitable dedication.   Two bound as one. In a trinity. Where I comprise infinite forms of unity.   In unity reborn to a state. Where all past burdens no longer shall be worn.   I pledge to perfection. No compromise can touch my woe. Nor questions reach my faith, in immortality.   In the name of Nonus Aequilibrium. I am thine. IX times IX...