Three Wings, Snow Colored Hair, Face of Beauty,

But Underneath Is Insanity Which he truly wears

Love Thy Sister, Love Thy Self

Perfect Thought Was he and no one else

Brightest Light Which Shined no other color

Yet was Caged in Darkness, Left To ponder

All those Centruies, All Those Years

Sanity Was lost with a thousand Tears

Slowly Dieing, Slowly fading

Beauty Withering, The Everlasting Pain

Only one Person that ever cared, only person that showed light to him during his despair,

Guardian of His Sanity, Only he Told of his Beauty

Katan my guardian, My Savior, My other me...