The house was full of laughter
Our home had seen no tears
Our friend were always near

We prepared for the Last Battle
Truly we would win
We always won before

I laughed in tell I cried,
On that our last holiday
My Love's arms warped tightly around me
I thought in tell I'd die

I laughed remembering that little girl,
that sweet little girl who was only three
and cried when they say'd she died

I thought of her little boyfriend,
who treated her like glass.
He could not protect her,
From the things that were to come

My Queen said to take her body
when the last battle comes,
and I return to earth
How could I do that to a little girl?
The Goodness in this world.

The day this angel died,
The Day she killed herself.
I entered in her body,
not the way I thought I would

I remember the last battle
I fell with my friend in that dark whole,
before I knew it I was this child.
Trapped in side her soul.

I took her body,
and I tool her life had mine
but I gave her my peace,
the peace this angel deserved.