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Skies will turn to black and gray, you hear the somber song.
That spirit has been cast away, for so very long.
Try to pay respect to it, in silence wait away.
Listen to the whispering, you’ll hear the spirit say.

As I fall, I’ll always love you all.
For now, I follow Sleepy Canyon’s call.

The maiden will appear, and ghosts will follow then.
For them she will shed not a tear, their time is at end.
The maiden come to guide under her blackened wing.
Silently they went away and I can hear them sing.

As I fall, I’ll always love you all.
For now, I follow Sleepy Canyon’s call.
All who love me, I mourn too.
But please weep not, for I’ll return to you.

Storytellers across the world know of this tale.
They know the maiden is known as the death angel.
They talk to the souls of lost ones past and gone.
They heard every spirit sing the same somber song.

As I fall, I’ll always love you all.
For now, I follow Sleepy Canyon’s call.
As I fall, I’ll always love you all.
For now, I follow Sleepy Canyon’s call.