There's dust in the air
On a winter morning
I hear the call of the wild
There's wind in my hair
In dreams I'm longing
All my deeds I will repent
To see the world like a child But all my faith will never end Fallen Angels, flying high in the sky
Fallen Angels, rescue me again
There's ice on the land
On clouds I'm walking
My face can touch the sky
All my cries for freedom
Die away in the night All my deeds I will repent
The sign in my hand
But all my faith will never end.
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