Alas my love you say goodbye,
wipe the poison from my brow.
Alas my love this guilty night,
gives me up like a foster child.
And in this moment I take my vow,
with these angels sleeping at my feet.
And in this moment you do not know how, how my spirit wants to flee.
You see it was one man against the night, taking on a multitude that had left him high and dry...
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To be continued tomorrow
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