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- “Angel Scorn”
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- She walks quietly yet swiftly through the graveyard
- Nervous, shaken, but unafraid to march forward
- She searches for someone special, someone dealt the wrong card
- Her thirst for love once quenched, time unable to move backward
- She carries a single red rose of divine beauty
- Tears of grief held back like an indestructible dam
- What was once real, is unreal; once graceful beauty now obscurity
- Time freezes as her eyes fix upon my grave, so breaketh the dam
- 100 angels reap her sorrow as tears fall to the soil
- My Love, I would cross the Gates of Death to hold you
- Give you light to shed your pain for the blood in my heart still boils
- My heart, my soul, everything left of this corpse I give to you
- For every tear she sheds tonight, an angel is in scorn
- And for every angel in scorn, our love blossoms and is
reborn
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