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Ballads of The Fallen Angel [E suspended - E sus]
he walks without direction,
then stops and looks around.
he's observing everyone,
as if he knows someone.
when he started to play,
everyone looked at him.
they were amazed by his song,
for they can hear a wounded soul.
as he plays his music,
blood flows from his side,
the people started to scream,
telling him that he's bleeding.
but he did not mind the people,
he kept on playing and singing
and after the song - he just dropped.
he died playing, singing his song of death.
then stops and looks around.
he's observing everyone,
as if he knows someone.
when he started to play,
everyone looked at him.
they were amazed by his song,
for they can hear a wounded soul.
as he plays his music,
blood flows from his side,
the people started to scream,
telling him that he's bleeding.
but he did not mind the people,
he kept on playing and singing
and after the song - he just dropped.
he died playing, singing his song of death.
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