Sartor

Fallen Angel
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A fallen angel fell to earth,
fell through an azure sky.
Upon that instant hell gave birth
to siren Lorelei.
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The angel fell ‘tween star and star,
then tumbled through the cloud.
He landed on the stone altar,
among the siren crowd.
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The angel fell upon his back,
he lay on broken wing.
The sirens with their eyes of black,
slowly began to sing.
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Sweet as the honey from the bee,
sweet as a virgin's sigh,
they sang so sweetly, come to me,
did maids of Lorelei.
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The angel never moved again
and yet he did not die,
but sealed the fate and sealed the pain,
of singing Lorelei.
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Unto this day they can be heard,
on rocky windswept shore.
Their songs are pleading word for word,
which seamen must ignore.
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The siren cry of Lorelei,
floats out upon the wave.
It begs and pleads come meet your needs,
come to a sailor's grave.
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Come hold our charms within your arms,
we're waiting in the mist.
They mummer low you will not go,
when once our kiss is kissed.
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As they extol the breakers roll,
to crash upon the rocks.
The sirens stand upon the sand,
with wild wind blown locks.
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Sartor