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Love is a sweet song
sang by dying swans.
Angels of Heaven
fighting for dreams
they cannot save.

Far is so near
now when you're here.
Many deaths tonight
cannot save our sweet love.

So cruel
too dark.
Let my soul depart.
Don't let me die
without false hope of our love!

Love is peace between
desires and dreams.
Angels of Hell
laughing at your feelings.

Far is so near
now when you're here
sharing the time with me.
Touch me with the flame,
make me burn like Hell.

So cruel
so sweet
my revenge shall be revealed.
Let me lay you down
in your grave of my love.