Alchemy hums in a broken cage, Where steel wings rust on a forgotten page. They said we could bring back the sky’s own child— But the angel fell when the circle smiled.
Oh, broken angel, with one eye of stone, You traded your halo for a human bone. The Gate whispers laws we were never taught— To gain a soul, you must lose a thought.
“They asked me if I saw God inside the Gate. No. I saw a broken angel. And she looked just like me… before I tried to put her back together.”