Passion has enslaved my heart and cursed my
How could I have known such a beautiful
could be so

I saw something that I'd never seen
A flower so graceful yet
invaded my heart with a violent storm

Black rose why do you pierce me with your
Black rose for you this poor soul was
Black rose can't you see
this cold and shattered heart of
Black rose you make torture into an
when you drive your thorns right into my

Passion has enslaved my heart and cursed my
I should have known
than to touch the thorns of a black

A dream of two hearts as one almost came to be
But what could have been love was
by the wickedness that
Inside you

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by: Eman Ali