And my wound it cuts so deep
Turn off the light and let me pull the plug
It is the end of all hope
To lose the child, the faith
To end all the innocence
To be someone like me
"I'm sorry Mr. Holmes . We did everything we could do. This is the file." Lestrade passed him the folder and Holmes opened it to find the case files and the final reports.
Tears stung his eyes. Happy homecoming indeed. He had no home now to come back to now.
"I'm sorry Mr. Holmes. Of course we had no way of knowing you were alive." Lestrade said. "But his will left everything to you, which then fell to your brother."
Holmes wasn't even listening and he rose to leave.
"Holmes?" Lestrade called after him. Holmes just kept walking.
And went to the graveside to swallow a bullet.
Deathwish without a prayer
End of hope
End of love
End of time, the rest is silence
Nightwish "End of All Hope"
