This cool moment, let me tell you a story of angelic devil A choir whose innocent mask covers her reality This is the story of Sister Diana, beautiful devil in eve. In the spiritual halls of a church she 'd silently maintain, Like a mild lamb her dedication running deep. Her visibility tranquil, with a divine exterior In petition and also hymns, she would certainly locate her relief abroad. A sign of belief, nobody might ever before inform That tricks lay concealed underneath her angelic covering. As the moonlight bid, her spirit would certainly lure To a globe untamed where darkness would certainly emerge. In the midsts of the evening, where darkness begin to drop She would certainly desert her role to regard lure's telephone call. A spiritual makeover quickly would certainly decipher Releasing a wildness similar to a dog's crushed rock. In the neon radiance of the private flooring A pet she ended up being from her innocent core. With elegant motions she would...
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