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Something has died |
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So cold and breathless she lies. |
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The soil is covered by frost and the clouds are gathering |
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Above this beautiful corpse. |
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Night falls like leaves from a fallen wing of an angel. |
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Her eyes is pale like her face |
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And her soul has frozen to ice, |
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Like a light from a candle |
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Are dying from a storm at night. |
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The bane of life seems so sudden meaningless... |
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From every corner of her soul, she cries. |
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Still wonder how life would be, this life she'll never see. |
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The bane of life seems so sudden meaningless... |
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The soil is covered by frost and the clouds are gathering |
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Above this beautiful corpse. |
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From every corner of her soul, she cries. |
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Still wonder how life would be, this life she'll never see... |
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Capture in this beautiful silence. |
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Dead and forgotten. |
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Her beauty rest's in darkness... |
