A Valkyrie of the Angels

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A Valkyrie of the Angels
by Philomathes

Flawless beautiful skirmishes through the grassland

Movements of the artists rocks my heart in a band

The smile of the joker covers the angel's face

Lovely as hell, it keeps on hitting my soul with a mace

The battle of the great knights is a race

A race where no man can tie his own lace

Kind soul she has, it can't be traced

But in this battle-royale we told

I am not a strong man nor bold

But for you, my heart is sold

Greed and hatred, cannot be matched with gold

Please hear my soul sing for your name

Out of tone, I still can't reach your fame

And maybe, that's the reason of being lame

A knight who put his sword for others, which feel the same

I shall back down from my throne

A knight, for his love one once sacrificed his bone

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