The Ghosts of fallen Lovers,
Wandering the World.
Aimlessly waiting for a Spark,
And a little bit of Hope.
Sadness overgrown them,
Spreading like a wildfire.
Now became contagious.
A disease.

The Ghosts of fallen Lovers,
Broken by the Truth.
Questioning reality,
Slowly losing their morality.
Desperate for belonging, but -
Desired by none.
The World now dark,
No light, no brightness.

The Ghosts of fallen Lovers,
They got what they deserved.
But now revenge is coming,
Prepare for what is worse.


-FreeMind