Th-thump th-thump th-uuuuuump-ump-ump
Strange skyline
Under a paper moon
Broken parties in the dark
With still steel yelps as well
My knight without stars,
Wherefore art thou?
Not inside this concrete palace,
Nor my own bone sarcophagus.

You came.
You saw.
You left.
(Me, with this awful internal techno-music, no offense.)