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The Rasmus – Dead Promises

The break of all dawn kills all the beauty

The dead of night is drifting away

Should I stay and welcome the day

Or should I follow the one

And hide from the sun

I lived on a planet where the sun always shines. I hated that place. It was full of sand. I hate sand. It's It's coarse and rough and irritating, and it gets everywhere. Until I met Padmé. I was nine years old. I was a slave. She was a queen dressed as a handmaiden. I loved her. She thought I was a funny little boy.

The ray of light cuts like a razor

The blazing fire burns

In my eyes

The day reveals the dreadful betrayer

And his wicked mind

Hide from the sun

And hide from the sun

I became a Jedi, the chosen one they called me. The Holo Net called me The Hero With No Fear. But I had fear alright. Fear to lose the people I love. Fear got the best of me, and in my panic I turned to the now high chancellor, Palpatine .

He promised me order, he promised me peace, he promised me a way to safe Padmé from child birth. And all he demanded in return was my silent, obedient consent.

Dead promises

Paintings of the world so pure

Ancient prophecies

Remains of the world so cruel

The time has come

To hide from the sun

While the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the annunciation of truth. And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with our galaxy , isn't there?

Cruelty and injustice, intolerance, and oppression. And where once you had the freedom to object, think, and speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and systems of surveillence coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission.

Like a rat I run in to the darkness

The ray of night embraces my mind

Afraid to look back in to the heartless

World of dust and blood

How did this happen? Who's to blame? Well certainly there are those more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable, but again truth be told, if you're looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror. I know why you did it. I know you were afraid.

Who wouldn't be? War, terror, disease. There were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. I fought in that war and I know it wouldn't be solved by forming the first galactic Empire. Yet I cooperated with Palpatine. Just to save the woman I love. Fear got the best of me. And with that fear. I created a monster

I'll hide from the sun

I know me better

I won't be as bitter

In my own heaven

I'll be gone forever

That monster helped the now Emperor Palpatine to put an end to all the freedom to object, think and speak as you saw fit. I helped Palpatine take away the peoples freedom. And it was all for nothing. She still died. The woman I loved still died. And I was stuck here. Without her. With the only hope I would someday die in my sleep by some unknown cause. With the only hope I would someday be reunited with my Angel.

Won't fall back never

I won't crack ever

Won't look back never

I hope you all like this one

It has some parts of V for Vendetta in it. Sometimes, the cruelty of the government in V for Vendetta reminds me of Palpatine and his empire…

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