The once clear droplets
Of rain fall from the
Once blue sky

Now they are red
Like the crimson sky

After they had suffered
So much they then passed
Away from the pain and guilt of life.

No one is saved as
No one can be saved
From death

The air smells of death
And blood as they have
Died

No one is saved as
No one can be saved
From death

It was years
and they held on to
life.

But then they
Had come and
They lost the will to hold on

So many had died
That day even the
World moans for
The great loss.

It is raining again.
The red droplets of rain
fall from the crimson sky.



No joy, happiness, pleasure
Nor any good emotion
Exist in the world anymore

Only sadness, pain, guilt
And other emotions similar
To that exist

All because they had died
So many of them
At once.

Even as I cry
Theses tears, I will
Never be the same again.

As even I mourn
The loss even if I
Did not know the victims

Now I try to sleep
Even if I know
I Cannot.

I can’t, as
I hear the rain outside
And I cry for the loss

May we never
Forget what took place
The day the world mourn