Don't blink. Blink and you're dead. Don't turn your back. Don't look away. Good luck.
Tear it back, tear the wallpaper I left a message for you to find It reads love from the doctor Circa 1969
Sally sparrow don't you close your eyes They don't exist when they're not observed Those weeping angels will mean your demise So listen close to every word.
Don't blink. Blink and you're dead. Don't turn your back. Don't look away. Good luck.
They sent your friend back to the past But the angels are quantum locked Sally it is all up to you Because life is short, and you are hot.
A mystery that has to be solved The transcript reads like a movie plot Now don't panic, no don't get alarmed but The angels have the phone box
Don't blink. Blink and you're dead. Don't turn your back. Don't look away. Good luck.
I know its hard to believe But sally sparrow just trust in me Explaining a timeline is not that easy Its kinda like a ball of timey wimey goo Now its up to you.