Byzantine Blue

Byzantine Blue is the sixth song of The Fallen. It introduces us to Raven.

*carnival music*

[RAVEN]: "Ah, welcome, my beautiful little shade of Byzantine Blue! Perfect! I've been waiting for you! I've always wanted to have a neighbour just like you - my bucket of blue!

The bells all ringing

For me and my Blue"

[RAVEN]: "Do you, Raven, take this Fallen Angel to be your lovely little cobalt queen, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, 'til deat do you part?"

[RAVEN]: "Oh, I do! I do! I do take this Blue!"

[RAVEN]: "I see we've lost the plot, have we? Allow me to illuminate."

[RAVEN]: "Oh tell us a story, Uncle Raven!"

[RAVEN]: "Oh, a story! Yes, a story, Uncle Raven, please, Uncle Raven, a story, a story!"

[RAVEN]: "Ah well, I shall tell you a poignant parabel of pain and perseverance. You may read along with me in your book! You will know that it's time to turn the page when you hear the magic bells ring like this"

*bells chime*

[RAVEN]: "Once upon a time, there was a brilliant, immensely talented artist, immensely talented and charming and excruciatingly handsome. Oh, you are so handsome!"

[RAVEN]: "No, you're the handsome one!"

[RAVEN]: "Oh, I love you so much!"

[RAVEN]: "I love you!"

*smooching noises*

*bells chime*

[RAVEN]: "A painter needs a pallet, of color he can use, and I got crimsons, emeralds, almost every hue, but the one color I don't have for my work of living truth, the one I need most is Byzantine Blue!"

[RAVEN]: "Who am I? I'm an artist and I wish to create. Just like that bastard up above who I believe we need not name. They say that I'm selfish, cynical,  ungenerous..."

[RAVEN]: "I will gladly give credit where credit's due. Creating your own world? Brilliant, stunning really! Bravo, you omnipotent fascist!"

[RAVEN]: "I want a whole world in my hand too! I wanna create a world of my own! But how?

I said: But how?"

*bells chime*

[RAVEN]: "There we go.

Inspector Raven, how to solve this quandary?The issue of raw materials for my great creation complicates things quite a bit

as to source something from nothing is not an easy trick. How to solve this mystery?

Can we use the candlestick?  No!

Can we use the letteropener on the library? No!

Can we use Mrs. White and Mr. Mustard? Hang on there, I think we're on to something!

I need living colors.

With a life all of their own.

I'll use the souls of people!

Their souls all shine and gleam and glow!"

*carnival music*

*more faint screams*

*more faint laughter*

[RAVEN]: "So I built me a world, a wondrous trap, so hard to resist indulgent fun that always lasts, and most brilliantly, it's built from the very people it attracts!

They come, they have their fun and rarely find their way back.

They frolicking all around me, my dear, sweet, precious paints, oranges, crimsons, emeralds, all are mine to take!

But the problem, as I've told you, is that damned Byzantine Blue. Only saints and angels have it, and they rarely pass this way through."

*bells chime*

[RAVEN]: "I used to have that demon, he used to be all mine, the same story as you go, he used to walk the same thin line.

And he used to have Blue aplenty, we had such a fine old time,

until that fool escaped me, took the Blue that's rightly mine!"

[RAVEN]: "But now another angel has fallen into my lap, my work now progress, my Blue returns at last!

Such a grand fine time we'll have, my dear sweet little blue, vices and indulgences are your, the whole night through!

Most people flicker out in years, we must put them in the stew, but you will last for centuries and still we're not through!"

[RAVEN]: "Just for you, my cobalt queen, on sweet little peek at my work of towering genius!

Shhh!

No need to thank me, don't speak!"

*bells chime*

[RAVEN]: "I humbly present, my amazing work of staggering incredibleness - by me."

*more circus music*

*hollow laughing*

*bells chime*