Flicker, dimly.
By moons blue light.
Rejoice to me.
My fiery knight.
Burn away.
Those of with blacken heart.
Thay shall flourish.
With golden embers.
The lamp that guides.
Them from danger.
The moon, you're friend.
It sets,
but soon will raise
But only on the other side.
But hear come light.
A burning moon.
The son of the sun.
Will perish soon.
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