Turn the key And step into the blackness Lamplight falls And casts a laughing phantom I imagine your smile
And the life that we could share With the last of my steps I see the truth lying there
Dead roses At the bottom of an oubliette Where they beat you ´til you beg to live You reminding you were always mine Now I´m crying over dead roses I could never let them go
A winged beast Of horns upon his cranium Slints away And grinning, makes his way up I grasp the pieces of rose In your raven locks of hair I hear the turn of the key
As I hiss my final prayer
Dead roses At the bottom of an oubliette Where they beat you ´til you beg to live You reminding you were always mine Now I´m crying over dead roses I could never let them go