Текст песни The Rose

I am a fiend I am hypocrisy I am the lust I'm not to trust Hiding myself from me The definition of disease I pricked my finger on the rose Held up my hand to see the hole And watched the poison slowly take control Just a little sip, a little taste, a little more Suck the bottle dry Abandon myself tonight Strap on the mask Bathe in the broken glass Try not to fuss It won't hurt much Just close your eyes you'll see Annihilation Time to feed How did I fall so far from your warm embrace I let the virus take my place If there's a thread of my left inside my veins Oh God, don't let it be erased I pricked my finger on the rose I grabbed the thorns And squeezed right down to the bone