The Black Rose

Stone cold when the soul was shown
It was covered in black
Through the static it glows
Like a crack in the glass
Through the crack was a rose
The root so deep it's Jumanji
Stone cold when the soul was shown
It was covered in black
Through the static it glows
Like a crack in the glass
Through the crack was a rose
The root so deep it's Jumanji

The Black Rose has a venomous aura
Beauty can attack, when the act of beauty is gone, huh?
Vanish in smoke when they ask about the rose
Little passive aggressive, progressively it will show
Yuh, kinda slow to the start
But when the lights off, rose glows in the dark
Through the hole in the heart, was a beautiful canvas
Tried to call it art for the art of beauty is damaged
Nobody could understand it
Rose bestowed hope the moment that it was planted
Geometrical pedals, prismatic mathematics
Forgot to word, preserved inside of glass casket
So, who really want they hand at it?
Best part is, its what the heart has demanded
Now that its grown up, the truth cant even grasp it
Root so dark the heart produce blackness

Stone cold when the soul was shown
It was covered in black
Through the static it glows
Like a crack in the glass
Through the crack was a rose
The root so deep it's Jumanji
Stone cold when the soul was shown
It was covered in black
Through the static it glows
Like a crack in the glass
Through the crack was a rose
The root so deep it's Jumanji

The Black Rose created the black plague
In search for inner strength, gave birth the Black Mage
He lacked faith, but Rose bestowed power
If only he could break the chains of the grey matter
After awhile the mage conjured a plan
With the rose in his hand, that's when the darkness began
Shadows casting the land, sample of rooted wrath
Thought he started a movement, a battle within the mask
Now his thoughts became clear
The same fears that made the mage, could make him disappear
That whole year he kept the rose on a mantle
Locked within a place, where flames create shadows
Shadows became a trademark
Back in the day, he chased after the brave-heart
Needless to say, the mage couldn't play God
That's why we lay a Black Rose at the graveyard

Stone cold when the soul was shown
It was covered in black
Through the static it glows
Like a crack in the glass
Through the crack was a rose
The root so deep it's Jumanji
Stone cold when the soul was shown
It was covered in black
Through the static it glows
Like a crack in the glass
Through the crack was a rose
The root so deep it's Jumanji