Red and blue lights, flashing

White walls and cold, sad words

Even gaia seems to be crying

Everyone but the black butterfly

Who has left his body buried in the ground

And is now running away

Running fast and free

When the symphony of tears stoped

An estranged soul is left

She is broken down

In pieces scattered across the mud

Her screaming at the granite plaque

Praying to god, demanding for him

To bring back her black butterfly

This is her lucky day

while all the gods, fairies, unholy monsters and demons, lochness monsters and leprechauns

Can hear her call

Only death decided to answer

Only the one who stole him from her can bring him back

Death is shrouded in the shadows

She's still staring down at the headstone sobbing while she repents her god

Until a little black butterfly makes its way to her nose

As she looks at it and it stares back

A long process of healing has just begun

The black butterfly flew back into deaths cold arms

"Goodbye dad"

The little girl shed a final tear.