I Lost
My war, my life, my being
I Lost
My color, my shine, my luster
I Lost
My white wings, my beauty, my queen
I Lost
My place, my power, my respect
I lost
and now I'm falling towards damnation
I lost
and now god has cast me down
I lost
and I will rise again
with the temptation of the apple...
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