Her hands were trembling as the cold and fresh air blew in her face. All the hard work she's done has kept her alive. Her family was poor, maintaining themselves from day to day. They had a cabin in the eastern part of the village, near the woods.
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Your nails dig deep into my skin, Even as my head begins to spin, You're a burning flame. But I'll not cast any blame. For you've given me an evil grin.
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And I'm hoping for an angel.
The one that's supposed to guard me—
To come on down from heaven on high, With those massive wings, Translucent and glowing She'll carry a massive sword
And with two mighty, powerful hands, She'll take that sword And from head to toe—
She'll cleave that demon down there Into two perfect halves; I'll watch as it crumples to the ground.
Then over it's dead body I'll embrace that angel.
I'll surrender myself right then and there— I'll bring that angel down to earth. I'll let her fall from grace
Right there in my arms, And that, you see, will be
