Storyshot - Little Hope Lyrics

He doesn't mind stealing
He just doesn't want her to be dead
Human, breathing
Hope's treasured body must be fed
He doesn't mind not feeling
Happiness forsaken them before
He pleads for mother mercy
As he takes the next step

Is it wrong that she's alive
When blue turns red and the wise turns mad
Is it wrong that she smiles?
The harper's song must not ring true for his own

Is it wrong? Is it wrong?
Two faces of one light, your soul is gold
Is it wrong? Is it wrong?
Morality a scythe
Reaper the bold

Wrong can't be so pretty