The Loss (Dakrua)

Take A Look Up To The Stars In The End Of A May's Night So Near And Yet So Far Seems Their Light That's No More Within Your Sight And Still Turns The Mortal Wheel Of This World Cold As Steel Have The Gods Pity Of He Who Dies Young As Ancients Say? What Tomorrow Brings Is Unknown But The Past Has His Cost And Still Turns The Mortal Wheel Of This World Cold As Steel 'Til Death Of Sun We'll Cry A Loss... 'Til Death Of Sun We'll Cry A Loss...