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Thorn Of A Rose

Across the light blue sky

There are nothing but clouds

And all the trees once green

Have dropped their lifeless leaves

Where is the blackest rose

The only one I would choose

Her colourful bloom's all I need

For my dark ego to feed



On the search for the flower desired

Find the way, find the way to her

Through the shadows by shining fire

Find the way



The search for the black rose has ended here

She is standing right in front of my eyes

I'm kneeling down, stretch my hand to pick

The flower to quench my desire

My heart bleeds as the bloom loses all her colours

My finger bleeds as a thorn pricks it

She hurts others for not being hurt herself

...Hurt herself



Wounds heal and you'll see

That a rose is not only there to hurt you



Beyond the dark grey clouds

There is nothing but light

At night the stars will shine bright

When wind thrusts the grey clouds aside

I see red roses in bloom

Their beauty and nothing like gloom

Only a fool couldn't see

What I've just discovered for me

Thorn Of A Rose /

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