The End of day, the fading light
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falls on the sentinel of night
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the guardian of her tombstone
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forgotten and alone
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She cries below the moonshine
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all memories of her fade in time
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impressions of her beauty
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from beyond the grave
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The time has passed so slowly
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an old man now I am
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lived a life so senseless
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waiting for the end
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The time has cracked your tombstone
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a sign of the decay
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on a grave so nameless
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the inscription washed away
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They said Angels never cry
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but I saw her cry
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They said Angels never die
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but I saw her die
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All life I spent praying, praying for my death
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waiting for my doomsday, to do my final step
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a journey to world, without loneliness and pain
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a journey to a world, to get her back again.
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They said Angels never cry
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but I saw her cry
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They said Angels never die
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but I saw her die
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Shadows fill my mind
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I take my final breath
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I leave the world behind
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into a long awaited death <i>[2x]
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Deathlike silence
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fills the night
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then an angel appeared
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in the shining light
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A release for a praying man to die
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A release for a bitter man who cries
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A release for a lonely man in the end
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The fulfill of the love which I demand
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A touch of her makes me remember as if it was yesterday
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The strings of life are cut, my soul starts to drift away
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Into another world our souls will unify
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A lifetime of pain is forgotten
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A life long I wanted to die
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They said angels never cry
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but I saw her cry
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They said angels never die
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but I saw her die
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I thought a livetime it was a lie
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but it was no lie
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she came back to me again
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just as I died.
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Angels Never Die
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Cryptic Wintermoon |