Your petals black as night Your thorns remain frozen And as you pray for light There's no chance in chosen sight Basking in darkness and hearing the lonesome cries As you shiver coldly When all clouds weep and tear, for you Solemn and lone... Dismal dreams are hushed to sleep by the bidding of the winds As you are too weak to weep and found rest amidst the dins But now your time has come, my rose To grow and your seeds to spread Plant them deeply, so I can never forget... Set free your soul in pa**ion, and touch the stars with me Dance within our grievance, and let tears become a sea
We shall fly, with wings above Over the veils, night sprouted us of You are my black rose And as your beauty withers, with the rising of the sun I too, shall lay with thee, as when our pa**ion had begun Our dreams and hopes, leaving as night retrieves her eyes Shall die as will these words, spoken through love's voice You tremble as I touch your dying hands To sooth your pains and writhing, to help you understand That we are are never dying, just arising to the lands In which we can love freely Where time has no commands