In The End (Bardcore - Medieval Parody Cover) Originally by Linkin Park

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Song Lyrics
One matter I grasp not, wherefore it matters not,
How hard thou strivest in thy endeavor,
Bear this in mind, I crafted this verse,
To make clear in due season.

All I perceive,
Time is a treasure most dear,
Observe it hasten as the pendulum doth swing,
Mark the countdown to day's closure,
The clock doth steal life away,
It feels most surreal.

I failed to heed the ground below,
Saw time slip past the casement,
In attempts to hold fast, yet knew it not,
All for naught, just to behold thy departure.

I held all within, and though I endeavored,
It crumbled to ruin,
What it signified to me shall one day,
Be but a memory of a time when I exerted my all.

I exerted my utmost, reached so far,
Yet at the finale, it matters not,
I had to descend to lose all,
Yet at the finale, it matters not.

One matter, I fathom not,
It matters not how strenuously thou strivest,
Remember this, I composed this verse,
To remind myself of my strenuous effort.

Despite the manner thou didst scorn me,
Acting as though I was but thy chattel,
Recalling all our clashes,
I am astounded it went so far.

Things are not as they once were,
Thou wouldst not recognize me now,
Not that thou knew me then,
Yet it all returns to me in the end.

Thou kept all within, and though I strived,
It disintegrated,
What it signified to me will in time,
Become but a memory of a time I exerted my utmost.

I've placed my faith in thee,
Stretched as far as I might,
For all this,
There's but one thing thou shouldst know.

I've entrusted in thee,
Extended myself to the utmost,
For all this,
There's but one thing thou shouldst know.

I exerted my utmost, reached so far,
Yet at the finale, it matters not,
I had to descend to lose all,
Yet at the finale, it matters not.