Текст песни 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