[The Good Poet, Verse 1]

What comes after countless?

Lovers, friends, war

I’ve had countless

A perfect rose needs not a thorn, it’s doubtless

That permanence has bred in me, fragility

Mmm

[The Good Poet, Verse 2]

Countless

Mothers, sons, knights

I’ve killed countless

Imperfect men need not their life it’s doubtless

That permanence has led to instability

Mmm

[The Good Poet, Verse 3]

But boundless

Unexplored death

Bet it’s boundless

Spirit no flesh

How profound, it

Stretches further than countless

[The Good Poet, Verse 4]

So take that sacred blade

And run me through my chest

Just look me in my eyes while you

Gift me with my death

I can tell you’re brave (just a boy)

But you’re shaking just a bit

Take heed, my brothers won’t be so quick to submit

(kill me, kill me)

[The Good Poet, Bridge]

Now kill me

I order you to kill me

[Timmund, Spoken]

No

[The Good Poet, Spoken]

What?

[Timmund, spoken]

No

[Timmund, Verse 5]

If in truth, this is your reality

Isolation and self pity, due to “curse” of immortality

Then death evades you yet

My blade won’t take the life of one who’s not a threat

[The Good Poet, spoken outro]

Hmm, I see

Then I will be a threat