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It's a matter of trust
Ancient cosmic
Pristine blue trust
Engel
Mein Engel
Their lies and deeds
Shift and swirl
A desperate storm of filthy scheming dust
But,
Gleaming words and envious swords 
Can't conceal the ever-present rust
Close your eyes babe
Gaze into these blooded orbs from hell
Lose yourself in the pitch-black rage 
And a daemon warrior's fiery lust
Engel
Mein Engel
It's a simple matter of trust

Before me
Before you

Old souls knew
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