Black Rose
Black Rose
Did I ever tell you the story
Of my unfaithful glory?
Did I ever tell you about the black rose
About the only place where she grows?
Did I ever tell you why she live in darkness?
Did I ever show you my vainglorious fortress?
Did I ever invite you over the edge?
Did I ever show you why I'm on the ledge?
If I never did, let me welcome you to my dark home!
My shady Mausoleum build of precious stone!
Is only here in the darkness of the underground,
Where the black rose can be found.
She was always full of blandness
and all made of kindness
She never rested to set me free
She never resisted to me.
And in all end she set my free,
Because she never resisted to me.
Here poisonous thorns where my salvation.
Her black petals falling on my grave...
