Let this cooling light,
Speak to you like the silent wind,
My heart only beats on,
Until it's expired.
Choose to come disappear,
Within this hall of wishes,
And I shall care for you,
Even once the moon's stolen my final breath,
Mixing it away into the night.
Choose any music you desire,
And I shall sing it for you,
Using up the last grain of my time,
Just to please your need,
Because that is my only goal,
To grant you a moment of happiness.
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