[Sir Agathos] Now when battle is over at last The Queen must wait and let the years pass As you know her child will save her But she must give him away
: Oh, I still hear the angels' song whispered by a child that once belonged. With tears of joy so white, the colour of a restless night, more than a
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surveillance We evacuated with Freestyle in nine minutes flat a SCUD struck the Huey and we crash landed in the swamp.. [c.] Ambush [Shabazz] Celestial
