Black Angel
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You're gonna fight
You'll spill their blood
Evil chose you
To make you feel the call
Flesh of your foe
Torn by the sword
Shall writhe in pain
Till death has been in
You'll be Black Angel
Almighty Lord
Evil Lord
From darkness of abyss
Got power and might
The finger above you
Shows you the aim
You have been sent
To clash them to dust
With fists made of steel
You'll build your throne
Thou art dubbed curse of the world
Thy mentor is Lucipher
He sent thee here, gave thee the might
He wants the offering of thousand hearts
You will become
Through freedom so bad
Like Duke of your soul
Who's created you
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