Letra de The Times Are Nightfall

The times are nightfall, look, their light grows less;
The times are winter, watch, a world undone:
They waste, they wither worse; they as they run
Or bring more or more blazon man's distress
And I not help. Nor word now of success:
All is from wreck, here, there, to rescue one --
Work which to see scarce so much as begun
Makes welcome death, does dear forgetfulness
Or what is else? There is your world within
There rid the dragons, root out there the sin
Your will is law in that small commonweal