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all the faces 1, 2, 3lit by fire from underneathyour hair was tangled in the treeson the night you darken meyour fingers rose up from the groundand reached for others in the cloudscracked their knuckles so damn loudand on the spot king i was crowneddarken me, nowi've lost assassin's clouddrift in midnight seaoh, won't you darken me?i have tried to be your friendself respect has worn so thinand yesterday the joke set inthat you have darkened me againall the faces 1, 2, 3lit by fire from underneathyour hair was tangled in the treeson the night you darken me From Letras Mania