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this is the song you need to make me a pic On the pillow… I keep the midnight watch As a soldier broken and old Who every time of all celestial treasures Barely earns the moon’s coin of gold… Beneath her armor trembles the skittish deer Always chased by dark silhouettes of fear Dreading even the peaceful boundaries of sleep... I miss our love, I miss our love, my darling... Without it life just peels away in vain I miss you, too, I miss the way you had been... I miss myself... The way I was insane... I do know that time doesn’t love the heroes... All the lasting temples it had soiled... But for me everything without the two of us was spoiled....
A dark, gothic image depicting a warrior atop a pile of skeletons, with a moonlit, eerie backdrop and descriptive text overlay.