First Fallen of a quest

Sometimes I think it best

Let my glories all be known

And my weakness never shown

Let me not be mourned

Do not be disheartened or forlorn

Remember me and smile

We're all here for but a while

Do not weary be of heart

Though it all has come apart

In the end it's all made right

And the stars still shine at night

And I can get some rest

As First Fallen of a quest