Dark Jedi
Game over.
The valley green was so serene,
In the middle ran a stream so blue.
A maiden fair in despair
Once had met her true love there and she told him,
She would say,

'Promise me, when you see
A white rose, you'll think of me.
I love you so, never let go,
I will be your ghost of a rose.'

Her eyes believed in mysteries,
She would lay amongst the leaves of amber.
Her spirit wild, heart of a child,
Yet gentle still and quiet and mild and he loved her
When she would say,

'Promise me, when you see
A white rose, you'll think of me.
I love you so, never let go,
I will be your ghost of a rose.'

When all was done, she turned to run
Dancing to the setting sun as he watched her,
And ever more he thought he saw
A glimpse of her upon the moors forever,
He'd hear her say,

'Promise me, when you see
A white rose, you'll think of me.
I love you so, never let go,
I will be your ghost of a rose.'