Her soft angelic wings shall spread as she sings the notes of heaven.
Let the crowd cheer and clap, for their senses hath deaden.
Avalee! How thy shine blinds, how thy voice deafen!
They all shall follow and serve as thee beckon!
How thou share all thy sob tales!
All those mesmerizing words that spread which sound alyauntes!
Oh, Avalee!
The people solace and gaze at thee with glee!
In truth the devil has never been a man of red.
Fallen souls, let them scream as thee pull the thread.
OhM Avalee!
In truth, the devil is on with a golden case, when is the time for them to see?
Reality, thou are one to stick needles to the heart.
Avalee, thou are on to pierce with glass shards.
Thy tounge, oh, how intoxicating.
And how all I am to do is stay in silence, waiting.
In truth, shall thou be punihed as heavy as thy sins.
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