Crimson shower pouring down

I stood high with my crown

Did I heard the screams and pleas?

Dead don't have such abilities

Gone through the life once

Have worn down my patience

They will come to realize soon

Getting rid of shack is boon

Grief and sense of loss is vain

For their road will start again

Comes their time to return

Unknowingly their heart too, yearn!

This Last line line is only for the bug that is eating last lines of chapters.