Gloomy skies crawling on miniscule lives,

Unwelcome guest brings back harsh guilts again.

Loops of vast bright light that it now deprives, 

Shadows drag on across lifeless madmen.

Low howls softly echo through the waves,

Serendipitously calling for peace

As the end of a war calmly engraves

The stone that marks the beloved showpiece. 

Sooner than the time when the sunlight dies,

At the time when the rains of Gaea reach,

The moonchildren shall so quickly arise

You hear the soft cries the songbirds will preach.

The new world will soon come to much adore

The glistening shine of the stars evermore.