See the medal reverse,
this hope is not lost,
There's mischief to turn,
Your ship to send off.
Barbed wits and gowns,
They'll ransack this town,
I'd rescue you now,
but in velvet you'll drown and dance again.
Oh Austere,
Lay by my side
You've been left here
So you'll make no sound.
Hey last words,
Don't let me down,
You're just another,
Unfinished story now.
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