Heaven's Daughter

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1. Heaven's Daughter

Quietly does she slumber,

Beneath the boughs of a willow tree.

Clover grass encases her,

Shielding her from an evil she does not see.

 

Death's fingers shall not touch her,

Though they serve her humble whims.

For she is Heaven's daughter,

Blessed with angel's wings

 

Harbinger of justice and the oncoming storm

The thorn o' the Heavens in Lucifer's side

She is vengeance taken on form

And with the blood of the Haunted she will water the Earth

 

 

Death's fingers shall not touch her,

Though they serve her humble whims.

For she is Heaven's daughter,

Blessed with angel's wings

 

For she is Heaven's daughter,

Her name the Choirs sing

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