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With my eyes to the coast

I stand at my post

steadfast, through gales and storms.

Unbowed I remain, through the pounding of rain

as a fixed-point, upon the shore.

As sure as sun rises,

I will stand with the dawn.

May my eyes never betray

as the brightness of day

and the lightness of the waxing moon.

My body may turn to dust, my weapons and armour rust

all may fade, save the oath that I have made

As sure as night's darkness,

I eternal remain.

Royals themselves succeed

but there honour indeed remains

faithful I continue to kindle the tower's flame

A sun in the night, a beacon for lost souls

igniting the foggy twilight,

revealing the tidal shoals.