Tiamat - The Scarred People
                    	
                    Emily took to flight
                    On see through wings of white
                    Over the seven seas careened
                    In beauty yet unseen
                    A withered rose of doom
                    Scattered all around
                    For the heavens to abound
                    And like the sweetest cream
                    With loveliness extreme
                    Emily went to play
                    On that sacred day
                    One love in red who loves darkness
                    One love in white who loves darkness
                    One love in black who loves darkness
                    One love supreme who loves darkness
                    One little butterfly who loves darkness
                    One billion angels love darkness
                    'Cause even God loves darkness
                    Emily went to play
                    When gold turned into clay
                    The morning drained the night
                    Of all beauty left in sight
                    Of not much more to see
                    She disappeared into the haze
                    In her own peculiar ways
                    And like the sweetest cream
                    With loveliness extreme
                    Emily went to play
                    On that sacred day