underneath the dew stained trees rest wispers of forgotten names wilted flowers lay tangled with memories left to be blown away then replaced on the next ocassion it's so easy to forget shoe prints and tear stains left on lifeless concrete surrounded by the lost years pass and names disappear angels always standing guard to watch the hands lifting from the flames rotting flesh sings to the keeper demons dance around hollow ground expressions lost from last thoughts tainted to mistake relief hiding hopes of wasted nights secrets live on through misfortune the room grows dark and voices are heard the corpse becomes us this love never dies