as the sun rises on the new horizon
the burning sun will rule once again
for the hours where he is called king
another day has passed
still not a moment of rest
I sought comfort in a person's smile
where a glimpse could get me brighten up
all my hope is pinned on her
as my faith and strength crumbles
I could not stand at this moment
If I had not thought of her
In this hell I walk around
where the sun keep spitting out
fires to set the earth ablaze
I found my comfort in
a lovely dame
I will forever woo her
As my heart is hers for the taking
she keeps me up at night
and keeps me fighting
I guess this damsel is not in distress
maybe in our story, the knight is just tired
tired of the old and wavering years
waiting for a damsel's embrace
with my hope all pinned on her
I shall fight with a heavy heart
As I struggle on the battlefield
with her heart on my clutch
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