Press the upper part
Water will come out
Window of soul is closed
Used for speaking is parted, froze
Moves like a snake
Under the cold cave
Fire tickling every inch
Cannot stop to hiss
Pulled by the magnet
Pushed back against the soft mantle
Cutting the hidden line in between
Taste of the fruit, comes with sin
Bottle and the lid meets
The liquid inside didn't fit
Opening it again to release
Some spilled, before it closed the key.
