You can be the vision in white

I'll be the contrary

We may work in perfect sync

But we aren't what they call golden

 

I am a void of emotions

You, a body radiating peace

When I mute to grey

You're a creamy white stain

 

I'm grateful for you oh heavenly one

You brought out the angels in me

Angels raging with demons

But I am the dictator to regulate these two