A city of gray tone,

Crumbling walls of stone,

Blackened clouds, gloomy skies,

Acid rain, diminishing the flames eyes.

O so few people who shared bloods heart

Now he is gone, because they left him from the start

The warmest thing here, blood,

Dripping red to the flood

A city full of distraught

Blackest stains of sins fault

Very few shed tears for him,

But more tears from the hymn

All the faces saddened with guilt

Stopping what was to be rebuilt.

The last piece of light gone

A city of gray tone