A New Hope

7.

To your grave I spoke, holding a red rose. Faking reality on purpose just to see you in my fantasy. Lady, oh lady, hold your breath. I don't know when mankind attacks. Wandering freely in our own history where our past may be forgotten.

To your grave I spoke, holding a red rose. The world's fallen warrior travelling the war with the sword of revenge for the forgiven. Holding on to the unknown, yet known tears. Don't sleep, my precious child, we don't know if we'll wake up again.

To your grave I spoke, holding a red rose. Save me now I got nothing left anymore but these ashes of you remainded. I miss you so dearly much. The bodies are dancing around half-naked to get attention of those who never learned about shame and culture. 

To your grave I spoke, holding a red rose. Eyes watching while fingers pointing, where are you show me love? The scars speak for theirselves, so does this numb heart. Empty glasses get filled with lies, truth gets burried with you on the cemetery.

To your grave I spoke, holding a red rose. Take me away from this childish society before my mind loses control. Why are you gone when I need you the most? Never questioned about the answers you gave me, but now I regret the knowledge I have about you, it's way too small.

To your grave I spoke, holding a red rose. Listen to mother nature speaking how stupid humanity really is. Birds sing our song while I'm walking under the naked trees. These leaves fall down, helping to form the flower crown on your head.

To your grave I spoke, holding a red rose. My hope is gone and this room is spinning around the more I keep sitting in a corner. Will you be waiting for me on the other side of the door? I don't want to see how filthy my hands are.

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...