I've got the skeleton of darkness beneath my feet
he guides me through the forest
I can hear the voices -of your beasts (toujours avec moi)
-this night
is a tasteful beauty
*or* (je sais je sais)
the rhythm of my fears
I am
-the last star awake
-the grief of God
I like
-the night
my reflection is made for its light
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