Some see angels
Others see a light
I hear distant music
Calling in the night
Like the voice of a siren
Cutting through mist far away
So remote, but crystal clear
To guide me on my way
So alluring and seductive
My soul can not resist
I don't notice the rocks ahead
I can't feel the ship list
With the music's intoxication
I don't see the sea rise
Even my impending damnation
Is beautiful in mine eyes
I drown in my tears
But I feel no pain
No longer with any fears
I move on to a new domain
Hell turned to a pastoral spring
Even gods don't stand a chance
It's when the sirens sing
That the devil comes to dance
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