If you tell me, I can take away your pain
If you want to live, I'll not let you die
But if you ask of it, I'll be your bane
And free your soul to soar in the sky
If you wish of me, I'll heal your disease
If you prefer, your blood will spill
But do not beg me with tears and cry, "please!"
Just tell me it is your will
I will free those who are damned
A paralyzed body, by my hand, will feel
Angel of Death, that's who I am;
The power to kill or heal
Origin(part 2)
Birth of the power to overthrow the Dark Lord
The angel falls into the arms of a demon
Cries from Heaven are heard
But she will never leave him
(she will never leave him)
A frightened celeste clings to her demon in disguise
Vowing she will stay, never leave
Love makes her unwise
The innocent is betrayed on a chilly, wet eve
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