Small white stars glitter in twilight
As the blood red sun rises to fight
I'd smile softly upon the world
If it didn't toss us in a whirl
I walk this broken a cracked road
In my hand a small black rose
Where has my childhood flown?
Its with heavy burden that I groan
I search alone this rainy morning
Around the graves I was tossed in
Memories forgotten in a show of colors
My broken home has drawn its shutters
Forever I walk through this forgotten town
Evil and abandoned, my gaze cast down
Bowing my head in respect
Walking to the guillotine, risking my neck
Never will they see me like this
I smile as I clutch a fist
I'm so happy they won't see me die
Because I could never say to them, "Good bye..."
