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New Tide
She resides in the mist,
Embraces the darkness,
And dreams an ambitious dream.
The fragrance of flowers floats on the breeze
That flows through her hair there by the sea
As she walks in the light of the dying season.
See, she sleeps amongst roses
And prays for tomorrow
And she is hopeful and proud.
God smiles upon her,
Though she's naught but a shadow.
Everything about her is golden.
She's a mournful angel with eyes like sin
And an aura no stranger could ever resist.
She possesses a mind without even trying,
A Gothic vision of Heaven,
Ignited and shining.
A beauty unrivaled, a sign of the time
And I witnessed the glory before I died.
God's gift to me that I'll never deserve,
For I know He has carefully kept her preserved.
A tempestuous paramour,
A queen of the night
Dancing and reveling in the moonlight
And I witnessed the glory before I died.
I witnessed the glory before I died.
Embraces the darkness,
And dreams an ambitious dream.
The fragrance of flowers floats on the breeze
That flows through her hair there by the sea
As she walks in the light of the dying season.
See, she sleeps amongst roses
And prays for tomorrow
And she is hopeful and proud.
God smiles upon her,
Though she's naught but a shadow.
Everything about her is golden.
She's a mournful angel with eyes like sin
And an aura no stranger could ever resist.
She possesses a mind without even trying,
A Gothic vision of Heaven,
Ignited and shining.
A beauty unrivaled, a sign of the time
And I witnessed the glory before I died.
God's gift to me that I'll never deserve,
For I know He has carefully kept her preserved.
A tempestuous paramour,
A queen of the night
Dancing and reveling in the moonlight
And I witnessed the glory before I died.
I witnessed the glory before I died.
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