If the night will die as young
As the days we walked together,
Then I will be the darkness
That keeps your stars lit forever
I will be the wick that burns
So as to keep your fire
To keep your candle lit
In the warmth of your desire
I will be the fear that haunts you
In the stillness of the night
With your screams you will be rescued
By your armor-clad knight
I will be the man that falls
By the piercing of the sword
I will be the broken walls
That hides the hero's reward
I will never be the right man
So I guess I'll be what's left
I will play the role of villain
To your happy ending quest
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