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With tearful eyes .

And wilted wings.

We see her cry.

And hear her sing.



Her face so hollow.

And her eyes of fire.

Her spirits a glow.

With a hate I admire.



Her hearts so dark.

With a pain unseen.

Her light is stark.

In like with her dream.



Faded wings of sorrow.

Slowly they disappear.

Dying eyes of tomorrow.

There is nothing left here.



Now a nearly empty shell.

With a beauty thats divine.

Beckoning from this hell.

I take her shell and make it mine.



With eyes so lonely.

And a heart now black.

She will think if only?

She could have it all back.



With bewildered pride.

And a name I forgot.

Times all I need to bide.

Recollecting all my thoughts.



I am here to start it all anew.

With horns of hideous black.

And a glowing halo of blue.

Trade your soul to bring mine back.



Fallen angel, my beloved.

I will take away your pain.

Your young heart I will covet.

Your soul shall fall like rain.



Worry not weakened spirit.

For up above the dark clouds.

Your song, they shall hear it.

I promise it shall forever resound.