On the day of an all-embracing crescent had born a new life,
Lathering the sky and quilting with darkness.
Soon fell the thunderstorm with its horrendous glory
And the rain to appease the mourning sky.
Abandoned by fate still he sought out for humanity
But only to be betrayed by his destiny
Burdened by eons of torments, shredded very last of his tears
Drenched in agony thus began his wandering.
Innocence was tarnished
By tyranny he was overwhelmed
Good riddance be those humanly emotions
So, he denounced the world and laughed in its face.
“My fury will never be quelled”