While my nails are in purple light
As I heard the music plays
In my heart today
melt like burning clay
While the garden are filled
With petals of roses on the floor
Elegantly covers the path
Upon the heaven’s door
As I sit here silently
I am noticing
That my eyes grew wider
As I felt something strange
Crawling up my skin
It is the oracle of my inner sin
Even the darkest sun couldn’t guess so
As my energy is running low
I am trapped within an unyielding faucet
Which run my bleeding self?
Where I was left with a intersect life
Break my curse now
And do not blame on me
As I am the sole survivor
As my entire mortal race
Is waiting for me to set them free
and these wings
Can’t no longer fly
No matter how much I’ve tried
I will not be buried
Within cold ice
I will not be buried
Upon the dices of all your lies
As I sit here silently
I am noticing
That my eyes grew wider
As I felt something strange
Crawling up my skin
It is the oracle of my inner sin
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