Returning After A Death

Now maybe her sadness is showered on this place 
Like the shroud is spread out on her face white by now 

She was so young and beautiful but so blue 
But her memory made me smile no more 

My tears are soaking all these thorns 
That covered everything was once ours 
With their sad aura of decay 
That will not leave me never 

That walls so pale, covered by ivy 
That windows so empty, like eyes of a skull 
They are like a plague in my flesh