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saw the black crow, I saw the night
I heard the arms' call, told me to fight
I've seen the riders running the race
But I've never seen angels fallen from grace
Fallen from grace
Well, look at his face
Fallen from grace
Whenever he plays
Fallen from grace
Wait by the castle, meet me at dawn
I'll send the knights off to catch the pawn
My night is ending, right at this place
No I will never fall, fall from grace
Fallen from grace
Well, look at his face
Fallen from grace
Whenever he plays
Fallen from grace
Black crow is croaking, but will not sing
Is always waiting for vision thing
Is never walking eternal ways
Black crow is falling, falling from grace
Fallen from grace
Well, look at his face
Fallen from grace
Whenever he plays
Fallen from grace
Well, look at his face
Fallen from grace
Whenever he plays
Some day he pays...
T: Kryshan
M: Kryshan
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