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Well, it's 12:36, just let the world end,

So I won't hear what's nigh to be said,

Or time must cease, so I don't fall,

Into the daunting valleys ahead,

Or shadows recede, defeated by light,

So I'm not abandoned, weeping in the dark,

Arms embrace, and kisses heal,

So I'll not from this world depart.



My Muse is gone,

Will he return,

To take me by the hand?

My Knight is gone,

Was he not sworn,

Allegiance 'til the end?



Imparting songs, as fill my soul,

With every tender chord,

The seas of fury, which tear my heart,

Dash against the fleeting shore.

Falling back; no sword to fight,

Against this monstrous beast,

I liken it to fear itself,

But behold, a light in the east.



My Muse returns,

To end this story,

And take me by the hand,

My Knight returns,

In all his glory,

Oblivious to man.