The day dawned bright
On the east there was light
Whilst the west, still shrouded
Wintry mist on streets crowded
awaited with breath bated—nigh
For their sun to tear through the sky
—
Why today, wondering she had to clench
End precious life, god heartless wretch
Clutching a sorrow note from a friend
Message of death, never can mend
from the west to all the way east
had travelled wretched beast
—
As the world was between years
Our lives were between worlds
Farewell old times, my friend
