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Can the night have a personality? |
Mine the highest peaks of yonder mountains but only for the meager moment I can steal To me belong the lowest creases of the valleys it is on them that I impose my will For me the wolf howls brokenly to the stars but only until the moon falls from the sky It is for me alone the snow comes gems no earthly wealth can buy Under my cover the knife is sharpened It is in me that legends dwell In me lovers' songs swell heroes fell secrets tell all the terrors of hell become manifest at my simplest incantation Every child fears me Every crime reveres me and were it up to me I'd show no favour to any but the one who is stranger to all and friend to none for this one only are my secrets won To the wanderer my only gift I offer solitude and a place to lift your soul through darkness into my night I'll hide you from reality's sight |