Vincent's body was glowing red and orange. He looked handsome in that evil sort of way and it looked like he was literally on fire. His eyes were glowings read sockets and his whole body was a ball of fire. Chasity was terrified but intrigued because she never had seen Hell break loose in Heaven. It was just un heard off.
"Calm down," she pleaded but the ball of آگ کے, آگ just grew wilder. Before she knew it, the fireball was traveling down to Earth. "Wait, آپ can't do this Vincent. آپ can't kill for your own selfish needs!" She dashed after him in the human world as everything he came into a 30 mile radius blew into flames. Luckily, there were no humans nearby. "Vincent!" She tried calling while running because she didn't have her wings.
Vincent left her somewhere in the New York in an alley. She was completely lost and she couldn't find Vincent anywhere. She tried searching the whole city for a flaming boy. She was just about to give up when Chasity found him in a building that was burning. He wasn't a ball of fire. Instead he was a whimpering boy with his head in between his legs.
His was obviously crying and she didn't have the دل to confront him. Why should she? Wasn't she the one who got him into this mess int he first place? The last thing Vincent wanted was to be near Chasity. She sat close سے طرف کی him. Her pale silver eyes (perks of being an angel) sparkled. She was one tear away from crying. She closed her eyes but when she opened them she saw the gentle arms of Vincent wrapped around her.
She was 8 when she died but after centuries of maturity she should be the one craddling Vincent. She was too crushed to do anything. He was still crying and now she was too.
Vincent stared at the girl in his arms. She was small even for an 8 سال old. He had let his temper reach a breaking point. Was he sorry? Nope. He reacted the same way any normal person would have done but he was dead now. Plus no normal person would burst into flames when they were mad. "Will I go to hell, Chasity?" He asked. He had unfortunately let his temper get the best of him.
"I hope not," she replied during sniffles. "You are really nice for a dead person." They both let out a nervous chuckle. The building had a window for a دیوار so they was able to see the human sunset.
"You know in Heaven these sunsets are much magnificent." Chasity looked up at him. His were surprisingly stained red. "Why are your eyes red and why do i see color in you?"
Vincent stared down at himself. No doubt he wasn't transparent یا pale. He had color in him now. It was a surprise because he had almost go use to the idea of being a pale ghost. "I'm not sure." He glared at the tan skin before him.
"Oh my gosh!" Chasity jumped up. A gigantic smile appeared on her light tan skin. "Your eyes are silver! You've done it!"
"Done what and how?" Vincent asked. He was shocked but he had a clue as to what she was referring to. "Do آپ mean?"
Chasity was too busy being sucked سے طرف کی a white light to anwser his question. Her whole figure changed. She became taller and prettier. Her hair turned snowy white and she grew . . . WINGS! She looked older and مزید experienced then ever. Vincent admired her new found beauty. She actually done it. She became a true angel.
"But how is that possible?" She questioned. "Did آپ do something?"
"No," Vincent replied.
"I did," a booming voice answered. "Chasity, آپ have made a friend and helped someone come to a relax point. آپ made a difference. When Vincent was upset, آپ helped him and he helped you."
"Thank you," she whispered.
"Although, I am not happy with the damages, I still think آپ have earned this also Vincent. Welcome to Heaven," the booming voice continued.
Vincent looked at Chasity and gave her a powerful kiss. They made it.
"Calm down," she pleaded but the ball of آگ کے, آگ just grew wilder. Before she knew it, the fireball was traveling down to Earth. "Wait, آپ can't do this Vincent. آپ can't kill for your own selfish needs!" She dashed after him in the human world as everything he came into a 30 mile radius blew into flames. Luckily, there were no humans nearby. "Vincent!" She tried calling while running because she didn't have her wings.
Vincent left her somewhere in the New York in an alley. She was completely lost and she couldn't find Vincent anywhere. She tried searching the whole city for a flaming boy. She was just about to give up when Chasity found him in a building that was burning. He wasn't a ball of fire. Instead he was a whimpering boy with his head in between his legs.
His was obviously crying and she didn't have the دل to confront him. Why should she? Wasn't she the one who got him into this mess int he first place? The last thing Vincent wanted was to be near Chasity. She sat close سے طرف کی him. Her pale silver eyes (perks of being an angel) sparkled. She was one tear away from crying. She closed her eyes but when she opened them she saw the gentle arms of Vincent wrapped around her.
She was 8 when she died but after centuries of maturity she should be the one craddling Vincent. She was too crushed to do anything. He was still crying and now she was too.
Vincent stared at the girl in his arms. She was small even for an 8 سال old. He had let his temper reach a breaking point. Was he sorry? Nope. He reacted the same way any normal person would have done but he was dead now. Plus no normal person would burst into flames when they were mad. "Will I go to hell, Chasity?" He asked. He had unfortunately let his temper get the best of him.
"I hope not," she replied during sniffles. "You are really nice for a dead person." They both let out a nervous chuckle. The building had a window for a دیوار so they was able to see the human sunset.
"You know in Heaven these sunsets are much magnificent." Chasity looked up at him. His were surprisingly stained red. "Why are your eyes red and why do i see color in you?"
Vincent stared down at himself. No doubt he wasn't transparent یا pale. He had color in him now. It was a surprise because he had almost go use to the idea of being a pale ghost. "I'm not sure." He glared at the tan skin before him.
"Oh my gosh!" Chasity jumped up. A gigantic smile appeared on her light tan skin. "Your eyes are silver! You've done it!"
"Done what and how?" Vincent asked. He was shocked but he had a clue as to what she was referring to. "Do آپ mean?"
Chasity was too busy being sucked سے طرف کی a white light to anwser his question. Her whole figure changed. She became taller and prettier. Her hair turned snowy white and she grew . . . WINGS! She looked older and مزید experienced then ever. Vincent admired her new found beauty. She actually done it. She became a true angel.
"But how is that possible?" She questioned. "Did آپ do something?"
"No," Vincent replied.
"I did," a booming voice answered. "Chasity, آپ have made a friend and helped someone come to a relax point. آپ made a difference. When Vincent was upset, آپ helped him and he helped you."
"Thank you," she whispered.
"Although, I am not happy with the damages, I still think آپ have earned this also Vincent. Welcome to Heaven," the booming voice continued.
Vincent looked at Chasity and gave her a powerful kiss. They made it.
Yeah Uhuh
Yeah Uhuh
Yeah Uhuh
(Verse 1)
I am in love
with the guy who is sweet
till we meet it isn't possible
(Chorus)
We need to meet
before we go Undercover
for each other
We need to meet
before we go Undercover
for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still Single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
everyday
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
Now & Then
Everyday, going separate
paths and ways
thinkin' we need to meet
in the middle before we go Undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We never stopped goin'
separate paths and ways
passing broken hearts and scars
I'm gone, gone, gone, gone
Now,
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
I can't stand it any longer
goin' all crazy
when I get really lazy
Undercover
(Verse 1)
We need to meet before we go Undercover
Yeah Uhuh
Yeah Uhuh
(Verse 1)
I am in love
with the guy who is sweet
till we meet it isn't possible
(Chorus)
We need to meet
before we go Undercover
for each other
We need to meet
before we go Undercover
for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still Single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
everyday
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
Now & Then
Everyday, going separate
paths and ways
thinkin' we need to meet
in the middle before we go Undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We never stopped goin'
separate paths and ways
passing broken hearts and scars
I'm gone, gone, gone, gone
Now,
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
I can't stand it any longer
goin' all crazy
when I get really lazy
Undercover
(Verse 1)
We need to meet before we go Undercover
Slowly,
Hand in hand,
We stroll towards the beautiful beach,
Never taking our eyes off the red sky.
We are together now,
And we face anything that will take us on,
With determination and unity,
Slowly.
The wave washes us into the ocean,
Taking us in,
Slowly, killing us bit سے طرف کی bit,
But we never let go of each other.
When we are together,
We will never die.
There is no chance of that,
It is impossible.
The power of being together
Surges into both of our souls,
And the angry waves crash against
Our faces,
But we still never let go.
We are undivided.
Nothing, ever, can keep us apart,
یا even separate us.
Because, آپ see,
We are bound.
We are bound
سے طرف کی the ropes of love,
Forever.
Nothing,
No one,
Can cut those ropes.
Not now,
And not ever.
Hand in hand,
We stroll towards the beautiful beach,
Never taking our eyes off the red sky.
We are together now,
And we face anything that will take us on,
With determination and unity,
Slowly.
The wave washes us into the ocean,
Taking us in,
Slowly, killing us bit سے طرف کی bit,
But we never let go of each other.
When we are together,
We will never die.
There is no chance of that,
It is impossible.
The power of being together
Surges into both of our souls,
And the angry waves crash against
Our faces,
But we still never let go.
We are undivided.
Nothing, ever, can keep us apart,
یا even separate us.
Because, آپ see,
We are bound.
We are bound
سے طرف کی the ropes of love,
Forever.
Nothing,
No one,
Can cut those ropes.
Not now,
And not ever.
I look down at the snow below
Thinking of its familiar glow
I remember the trees that tore at my wet clothes
And the horrid wind that stung my nose
I tripped and had fell to weak to move
Thinking I had nothing to lose
My eyes began to close and I started to drift away
My mind refusing to disobey
It took me سے طرف کی the hand and I felt warm
Almost glad to be taken سے طرف کی the storm
Now I watch from up above wondering what I did wrong
And why I was one chosen to sing the angels song
Thinking of its familiar glow
I remember the trees that tore at my wet clothes
And the horrid wind that stung my nose
I tripped and had fell to weak to move
Thinking I had nothing to lose
My eyes began to close and I started to drift away
My mind refusing to disobey
It took me سے طرف کی the hand and I felt warm
Almost glad to be taken سے طرف کی the storm
Now I watch from up above wondering what I did wrong
And why I was one chosen to sing the angels song
With nails so black scraping away at rotting church pews
I tell آپ I love آپ مزید than myself
But to understand, from me آپ shall receive neither money nor wealth
What آپ تلاش for is not emotion یا passion, it’s much مزید precise
It’s the golden fortune which comes with a price
So آپ take the deal and strike my head
Your beating heart, now made of lead
Allow me the peace of mind to soften the last deadly blow
Perhaps this is how our story ends of آپ the Raven and I the Crow
(Crows and Ravens, in European legends are known to symbolize death)
I will remember آپ always.
Will آپ remember me?
That is a سوال for آپ to answer,
And not me.
I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.
Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
آپ will always be in my heart.
For I know that آپ will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.
All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every منٹ of it
Is in my heart.
I will tend to the آگ کے, آگ
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
Will آپ remember me?
That is a سوال for آپ to answer,
And not me.
I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.
Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
آپ will always be in my heart.
For I know that آپ will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.
All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every منٹ of it
Is in my heart.
I will tend to the آگ کے, آگ
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
