My life's a fantasy
My friends just make-believe
I'm livin' in a damned city
The feelings are left behind
Death is the daily orde
I'm going down in this city
I'm blind and deaf yet
and I'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming
am I too lost to be saved?
Am I too lost?

I smell the scent of the black roses
the black roses
the scent fills my body
I'm getting sick
Black roses in my garden
all around my holy cell
The angels cry tears of blood
and the black roses gonna kill again

I cut myself to see the pain flying away
I'm saved but just 'till
the black roses come back
lokking for lonely sacrities
I'm livin' in the city of the damned
more damage than a soul should see
My friends are dead yet
my family's just killes
and my wounds dry for the grave
my souls cries for deliverance
haunted, catched, beated
my suicide

Lyrics submitted by RedWax

Black Roses song meanings
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