You are my black rose,
The Cause of all my sorrow,
The keeper of my tears,
The wreath of thorns around my heart,
The end to all my fears,
The contaminator of my blood with fire,
The guardian of my soul,
You pull me for the darkness,
Keep me warm when nights are cold,
You are my black rose,
The keepers of my secrets,
The teller of my lies,
You are the heartache in my chest,
The desire in my eyes,
Your spirit envelopes me,
Your sharp thorns spill my blood,
You are the clawed hand that reaches out to save me from the flood,
You are my black rose,
You are the padlock on my chains,
The wings that set me free,
The lips that tell me what to say,
The sight that lets me see,
You are everything I need to live,
The poison that I drink,
The peace and beauty that lift me up,
The depression into which I sink,
You are my black rose,
You feed me but I starve, you talk but I am deaf,
You hate me as you love me, I reach out to what is left,
My black rose is slowly dying now, maybe from lack of love,
My black rose lay dead at my feet as tears fall from above.