Tepetricy Petrified Library
Soul: Open mind, afraid to find,
disguised beliefs behind.
Realize, then sanctify,
the cries in place in time.
Angel: So find another reason,
for me to hold on to my wings and fly.
You should know I'd make it better,
I don't know why you push me away.
Soul: Why do you fight with me?!
Can I not just be alone?
Angel: Take from me, take what you need,
my body it is for you.
So give me another reason, please
to climb the vase and reach the flower inside.
Demon Angel: Why did you fight with me!!!!
Everything and all that you said I did was a mother
f..cking lie
Take from me taking from you now these flowers die
I want another reason now these broken wings cannot fly
I never thought you would have taken your own life!!!!
Its your fault
that we both cry
Now I decide
which one of us dies!!
Now you're mine!
