Heroes And Conspiracies

Forever waiting for you to let me down
Reaching for heaven, to fall to the ground
Heroes and Conspiracies
Just like a rose ripped from its root
You're so beautiful and waiting to die
Heroes and Conspiracies
Would you grant me one final kiss?
Impaled on the sharpest thorn, these are my wrists
Here we are, Face to face
Without a clue of what to say
Alone at last, no questions asked
Another secret to my grave
Now that it's gone was it ever there at all?