Leaves blowing in the wind twriling and twisting upward they fly
Floating upon the breaze like magic shifting through the air
Tumbing back to Earth for a short rest then off they fly once more
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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