Lyrics:
oak-like and strong And dark glistening bristles sprouted across his face She watched at the door, lest he wears his buttons wrong Her prince would be king,
Warmth spreads out Earth grows steeper Into the oak-like skin claws reach deeper...deeper A veil of numbness Pulled across the frozen flesh
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