I feel protected, but it can't do everything. I float on the liquid, not…

I feel protected, but it can't do everything. I float on the liquid, not knowing what awaits me, and this choice follows it. I can bloom like roses, but am I destined to fade? I don't understand anything, but I sense it.

I will always be with it, like a sin or a gift. The choice I make will be given to the High Fathers. They will gather in a circle and sense my spirit.

Wait, wait, I didn't see your demise. I need your advice to tell me the connection of your lips, but it will yield nothing, because I am already dead.
(solo). She looks with a cold gaze, wanting to understand what has become of her. I can't breathe, because I don't know what has become of her.