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...