I am the Angel
You are the hands that grab me
I am forgotten
And you are alone
Justification-
Perfect stimulation
Make me a treasure
Make me a gun
I am the mountain
That watches the valley
Pretending the answer
Lies under my thum
I am your secret
That makes you feel stronger
That makes you act colder
When I'm around
I am the Angel
You are the hatred
That has sipped my blood
And broken my wing
I am forgotten
But you are forgiven
Still I long for the sleep
That never comes to me
I am empty
I am cold
I am cold