Forlorn hope is a human
Hoping, thinking it will be alright
Hoping love will cross your path
Hoping the fire will cease to burn you
Scorching you with black flames of lost time
Hoping, thinking you know it all
Hoping evil will cease to be
Praying that there is good in all things
Love is a non-existent delusion
Your life, will never get any better
The fires will never cease to burn you
And by the time you realize it...
It's too late
You are dead
Hope is human
Yet all hope in humans is forlorn
