Oh' wicked one, angel fallen from on high
will you grant but one request;
please sing to me a lullaby.
Sing in tones of mournful sorrow,
sing your words so I may see
never a tomorrow.
Oh' wicked one; oh' fallen one
will you sing for me;
not a happy tune
but a haunting melody?
Oh' wicked one
cast from Heaven's gate
should you but sing for me
then my heart; it would abate.
Send me off to the deep, dark night
where I won't have to dream
of hearing deathly chior
as damned we will sing.
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