My Name Is Truth

Standing amongst the flowers
As each petal is stained with blue
Lies of the dead become visible
Seeping through these precious petals
Truth becoming such a difficult thing to find
Whilst the world once again begins to forget
Few will stay longer than a moment
To remember the beauty of being alive
Take my hand and dance with me
For we have forgotten such a feeling
Let the moonlight cascade upon our shoulders
Whilst our eyes are filled with woven trust
I believe in your soul and all that you are
Even the lies that have been poured to me
Watch the colours change with the centuries
For the flowers run out ever so quickly
Hold them in your hands for but a moment
And taste the essence of deceit
For once they are released into the sky
You will never know such an emotion again
The trust and pain in each drop of colour
Whilst the world begins again
Weave these flowers into my hair
Whilst you stretch my hand to its limit
Hold me as your friend whilst we watch
A dead star slowly fading
Replacement becoming a lost art
As each star dies and another colour is added
To this world of lies and faithlessness
Give me a bouquet of blue flowers
Chain them to each of my wrists
For my name means truth yet all I see
Is the lies we are bound to by this