Your blood flows across the white rose.
you pricked your fingure on the thorn that represents your life
i see you lying on the ground
your blood is every where
i race to you my is heart pounding
hoping you are still alive
when i get there i see you lying still
i drop to the ground pounding crying
pounding and crying
your dead
then i scream your name to the heavens
with all the strangth i have left in my body
there is no answer
