the demons are lust made up with beautiful charm
the shine shining in this hell of mine
that lights the path to heaven and earth
but the shine is so massive that it corrodes and blinds
wrong and right are relative even in a dream
the poison that kills you also feeds you
What differs angels from demons?
If they both tell lies, what's the difference?
I feel internally
the fruit can feed my humanity
my angel advises me: ""don't eat that""
but I swallow the lie because the taste is not bitter like the truth
If you want to know what they are, look in the mirror
It is an evil that hides itself through desires
between dreams, also nightmares
demons are nothing but ourselves
then I saw my enemy in the mirror
Miguel's sword was always me alone