Marie ... - my angel

darkness follows the angel
my angel who wears black
perhaps a fallen angel
sunlight resting on her back
my angel always walks alone
from her you never hear a moan
my angel is so content
never showing any resent
she chose this life
away from the knife
she and the devil were once together
yet now she's an angel light as a feather
why she came here
leaving with no tear
falling from hell
her story's we tell
the legend of a nightmare
enough to give you a scare
living yet dead
enough had been said

Marie ...

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