By Appolus
Once he knew the love of a woman
Her passion his alone
His heart she stole without a second thought
But tragedy took her from him
She looked upon him with loving eyes
Stayed with him in her twilight hour
Hint of loving on her lips
But tragedy took her from him
His sorrow deep as an ocean
In misery he walks
He will always have her, she said
But tragedy took her from him
Among the plains he wanders idly
Of his grief and strife
He clung to each and every memory
But tragedy took her from him
His life he tries to mend, with failure
Trying to banish his mourning
His only love he held at death
But tragedy took her from him
His happiness a distant past
Misery his only friend
Appolus makes his living here
On the soil of Iridine