Once upon a time in a land far from home
There lived a yordle, kind and brave
One in a thousand, peerless in form
Knight was his profession, Sir Teemo was his name
The hero fought monsters and beasts
Loved by the people, the Sun loathed the light of his smile
And so one day he conspired with the stars, his dark schemes to unleash
And for the brave knight to die
His Star Guardians were many, they attacked Sir Teemo
Like the cowards they were they struck at night
They wounded the yordle, left him to die in the rain
They stole his prized mare and blinded his sight
The Sun was happy, he shone with greed
The people were sad and thus they cried
Yet the Knight was courageous, more so than the average man
The moon took pity on him and stood by his side
"Sir Teemo," she called this ghostly pale wench
With crescent orbs and flowing silver hair
"You shall not die here, disgraced and cold
While the villainous Sun decrees what is fair"
Diana blessed the brave knight
Though his sight was gone, kind magic touched his unseeing eyes
To grant him guidance forlorn as he was
The goddess would allow him to see in the night
The two banded together, the most unlikely of allies
They stormed the Sun's palace at his county in the clouds
Star Guardians they fought, corrupted and wrong
Stardust turned to tar, once noble scions of the Sun's fallen house
Consumed by malice, the crowned god lashed
He thrashed, how he trashed, until a sword pierced his chest
The blade of the Knight put him to rest, light spilled from Sun's vest
Then Sir Teemo the third, collapsed
The goddess of the moon, along with the stars
The Knight how they mourned, they celebrated his sacrifice
A kingdom they built for him to rule after death
A constellation in his image they placed in the sky
A just reward for a soul so pure
The deceased Knight's watchful gaze protected all life
An angel in fur, the goddess swooned with untold love
Sir Teemo she joined in the infinite dark, to be his beloved wife