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• Artiste: Disturbed Messenger
• Titre: My Fallen Angels
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There on a misty morning the sun slowley rise after the battle at Halidon Hill There lies her youngest son Tears in his eyes Wounded and dying He hears her still "Mom, if I could live my life again if I could call the world my friend if I could write the story's end I would, I would give all these things in vain Just to hold you once again" A smile comes to his face, an uneasy call In fornt of him, his life flashes by Amidst his boyish charm He feels his mothers arms In that painless moment he hears her cry. "Son, if I could roll back the years If I could see through these tears If I could face all of my fears I would, I would give everything in vain Just to hold you once again" "Remember me forever I'll be here forever Please forget me never I'll be here forever If I could roll back the years If I could see through these tears If I could face all of my fears Then, if I could live my life again If I could call the world my friend If I could write the storys end I would, I would live a thousand years in pain Just to hold me once again. Note: Angel is derived from the word messenger. Don't hate the Angel. Cluing in the clueless.