Demon In White Angel In Black

I could have told those ever close twin sisters that I was listening to their siren-laced warnings. One with locks of raven and the other gold as a gold-studded sun. What an ethereal, dream like haven that these two have chosen to come undone. Listening to me, waiting for me to say something. Warnings that fill my ear drums Coming to test out my mind I told them I would listen in silence One of them is already laughing at me, shilling at every word that I have to say. The other puts her hands on my shoulders and comforts my weak, cringing soul. They both serve the purpose and compliment one another, this I already know. Hear the tones and colors on their influences. Similar to the two wolves in the tale One the yin and the other is the yang Alpha and Omega, constantly circling Flowing fabrics laying across both of their beautiful shells. One with bat wings and the other with white doves swaying at her back. I'm sure that you've figured that by now, one from heaven and the other from hell. Listen to me, because they keep on fighting inside my head Present since the beginning of my life I have tried to inform new visitors The Demon in White and Angel in Black