She sleeps... Her eternal sleep...
With open eyes... Dreaming the dreams
of the twilight dead
She fell... She fell deep...
Once upon the frozen ground
Broke her wings and died
Now cold hearted and heart departed
Skeleton wings now beneath earth and dust
Once spoke the words no one can't hear
A cross shaped light coloring her dead heart
Fallen alone... no one to protect
The shapeless heals no broken dreams... of jaded angels
beneath deep death sleep...
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