A sound soul,
Dwells within a sound mind,
And a sound body.

I stood before the Kishin, Asura.
My hands on my scythe,
Trembling with madness.

His madness poisoned the blue sky red.
Illusions spinning all around,
Witch’s eyes watching my every move.

Insanity,
Captivity,
Madness.

Asura’s presence was pure evil,
I feared him,
But all I needed now was bravery.

Because for the sake of Soul,
I crushed the stars,
And hung up a black paper moon.

For I’ve fallen so far into my shadow,
That my blood’s turned black.
And madness flows through my veins.

A sound soul
Dwells within a sound mine,
And a sound body.

And on behalf of Soul,
Kishin Asura,
Your soul is mine.