This world is ending
Dying
The last Elizabeth age
Eclipsed
By the moon
The dark side
Has won
All is lost
But there is one who can
Save
Us all
His name is
Salvator Mundi
He only asks for
Power
For you
I was entrusted
With the task
Of giving power
To you
But you
Condemned me
You spit at my face
Leaving no trace
You kick me
On the ground
You spite me
You
You
You
Will
Lose
I have
Already
Won
Done
Gone
Edmund Wilson 