black rose

• icon and the black roses grubunun aynı adlı albümünün ilk parçası:
  
  some black roses on the floor
  and gliding petals on the river
  your tears are so cold
  they 're twisting streams on your pale skin
  
  but once you had a red rose on your hands
  and spread its seeds away while hoping they'd blossom red
  sound and safe from that tainted sould of yours
  
  because your sould is black you fear the sun, wind and rain
  and would never let them to shine, blow or fall on your grave
  so the red roses are black for you today
  
  some black roses on the floor
  and drips of blood on your fingers
  with every torn you hurt so deep
  while harvesting on your death field
  
  with honesty justice and dignity you cant turn your roses red
  
  roses are black roses for you today