A New Hope

5.

To your grave I spoke, holding a red rose. Close your eyes for pain, truth and choise. My shadows are getting near by. Are you the reflection I find in the mirror? 'Cause there's something hunting me and I'm scared but don't show any of it.

To your grave I spoke, holding a red rose. A happy ever after got token from me now you are no more. Yet, something is eating my body from the inside out. Skip the next beat of life's music. Beat me up till I can't hold on anymore. Let me be with my lovely lady.

To your grave I spoke, holding a red rose. You promised you'd speak up, but you always forgot to do so after hearing the voices saying 'I hate you'. None word ever spoken was true, but believable. Sticks and stones may break my bones, but it's worthless.

To your grave I spoke, holding a red rose. Us was a painted thing on the walls of each church, until things changed. None is the same anymore, only familair. The past is so alike just as we're undergoing a déjà vu. The underworld is watching.

To your grave I spoke, holding a red rose. Tell me the story of the unheared man in the black hoodie. I bet he's hiding himself for your powers. Scenes prepare to relase the beast out it's cage, out of the chains. Pretty, oh pretty, will you fight by my side?

To your grave I spoke, holding a red rose. Leaves falling down the trees, covering the path of harmony. Create another barrior so nobody can break trough and steal you away from me. Let the thiefs be warned, you're mine even in the afterlife.

To your grave I spoke, holding a red rose. My home turned into a haunted house where only you are allowed to hang around, my falllen ghost. Echoes are heared until I fell asleep, catched me if I fell. I don't know when they'll come, but you're safe as long as the candle burns inside the castle. 

To your grave I spoke, holding a red rose. The alter makes my legs shake, ending up on the cold hard ground. A lying truth turns the things upside down when nobody is watching. Careless people, creatures of hatred, bullied you. You were so pure of innocent, now what's left of that?

To your grave I spoke, holding a red rose. Spend a lifetime of holding on, just to let go. I guess I'll spend another lifetime, searching for a new hope...