In Endless Endeavour by Oddland
Here lie only the lonely
Weathered pain down on me
And I keep protecting the only
Remaining piece, forgotten foul
Soul of the one and the only
Kept safe, guarded so boldly
Slain, scorn
Away from the watching eye
Here rest the weary the wicked
Once beheld, now given away
For all those restlessly breathing
Once been told, this story lives
And I keep forgetting the only
Thing I once thought was solely
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