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The Angel
03:13
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South Of The Sun
08:53
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In a world
Of dirt and filth
You fight to avoid
The growing guilt
Even when the day
Is darker than the night
And you feel like
Giving up the fight
The knife on your nightstand
wants your skin wrapped around
When your nights are so long
And you feel gagged and bound
The days are a glipse
Of a past forlorn
And you regret the day
The day you were born
But from the unknown
something comes
Long time since
Long time gone
A being of bliss
A creature of virtue
A soul, of worth
Not set out to hurt you
Can this be
Is this for real?
Is it an illusion
The way I feel?
My soul was missing
My heart on the run
Until she appeared
The angel, south of the sun
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