A delicate taste
the voice in my head said again.
Lumine diei noctis opacae. Ego te peto ut, si anima potest. Et hoc tibi do vitam, quae ad virtutem quia tu, placet, audias me cantum, et date mihi omne obtinuit.
(Light of the day, darkness of the night. I will ask you to take, my soul if you might. This life I give you, for the power that you know, please hear my chant, and give me all you got.)
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