"I am that lost, oh, who will find me
deep down below the old beech tree?
Help succor me now the east winds blow, 16 by 6
brother, and under we go
Without your love he'll be gone before.
Save pity for strangers, show love the door.
My soul seek the shade of my willow's bloom
inside, brother mine, let death make a room
Be not afraid to walk in the shade.
Save one, save all, come try!
My steps, five by seven, life is closer to heaven
Look down, with dark gaze, from on high
Before he was gone, right back over my hill
who now will find him?
why, nobody will, Doom, shall I bring him that I am Queen
Lost forever, 9 by 19."
- Sherlock S4 E3: The Final Problem
