Nevermore shall the choir of angels sing the song of despair with fear on their voice
Or the darkest creatures shed the blood of divine
Dark princess of mine. spread your wings and fly
Flying high
Reaching on the sky.
Flying high
Reaching on the sky so divine
My princess
Never again shall the fire of angels light of stars go out and darken the sky
Not the scythe of the reaper reach the heart of divine
Dark princess of mine. spread your wings and fly
Flying high
Reaching on the sky.
Flying high
Reaching on the sky so divine
My princess
Flying high
Reaching on the sky.
Flying high
Reaching on the sky so divine
My princess

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