Once in ten years
At a world far away
If you listen with both ears
You would hear music played

It's played by the gods
Remembering the time
When once one was sad
And then came to prime

Inspirited by songs
That lingered so long
His curiosity has risen
To him a paintbrush was given

He began then to draw
And his paintings had a glow
That light up the sun
Till this day when he's gone

He painted the life
With the blood on his knife
Which once made him sad
When an angel was found dead