Line to Night Island

Will you come to Night Island?

I've been calling.

Tell me, are you there?

I am coming but I cannot say what it is; what are you? Do I understand it right, that you are reading me?

My name is Dun; I am Dark Knight, I am Dark Island, from Night Island.

These words hurt me but they are necessary; tell me, can you feel it too? That something is coming to an end?

Hold my hand, won't you?

This transmission, this dream, it frightens me--tell me, won't you, will it turn out all right? Will I be bright? And glorious?

I am a knight though I do not serve a lord; I am anachronism; I am lost but I am moving. I am moving towards you.

Tell me, do you see me yet?

I'm coming!