There is a rose in the Devil's garden In shadow it grows alone Many things are dangerous now In this garden we call home
Be careful as you make your way Some things are poison to the touch You've spent your life living in this place now You long to run away so much
My love it is a black rose (my love it is a black rose) Held out to you by hand of fate (held by the hand of fate now) And as this dark romance grows It's not from the sun, but the starlight that's so far away Above the Devil's garden
The fertile soil of poisoned hearts Fed by tears and nighttime rain Under Transylvanian moon Grows a flower of death and pain
Death is pure-life is not So ask yourself, what do you want? As for me, well I want you So pick the black rose, let its thorns cut you
My love it is a black rose (my love it is a black rose) Held out to you by hand of fate (held by the hand of fate now) And as this dark romance grows It's not from the sun, but the starlight that's so far away Above the Devil's garden...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
