Hidalgo

August 20, 2011
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Twenty-Seven
It was raining hard in the moonlight,
Tears Cascading Merle echos of the time bout to come.

O Hidalgo take my sorrows, make them better then what they were before,

O Hidalgo makes my lips numb, turns a monster out of our love.

I am waiting under starlight for the nightmare to begin,
Fear is taking slowly making, the hero fall to sin.

O Hidalgo take my sorrows, make them better then what they were before,
O Hidalgo makes my lips numb, turns a monster out of our love.





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