The Death of an Angel

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Book I: Part III

It’s the death of an angel

And the tears of a dove,

A smile on the devil

And he’s falling in love.

It’s cause we stand in the fire

With no mention of heat,

And those who survive in the storm

As if it’s just destined to be.

It’s the gates up in heaven

And our vision of hell,

Our birth here on Earth

Is the same story to tell.

It’s the insane man that is right

And now the sunshine must cry,

All the magic that we see

Because we power the eye.

It’s the Earth who is unhappy

So the clouds change their color,

Today has just murdered tomorrow

So yesterday is now my lover.

Remember the devil is happy

And the angel is dead,

It’s not the blood or our pain

But it’s our life that is bled.

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