The grey skies brightened,
On this day of mourning,
For not all was lost.
The blissful, glowing angel,
Upon us does come.

The trees relit,
With a pure new joy,
The childrens faces uplift,
As the blissful, glowing angel,
Upon us does come.

In the dark, grey caves,
Of the ghouls repent,
The evil be banished,
Because the blissful, glowing angel,
Upon us does come.




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