Letras
Passion has enslaved my heart and cursed my soul
How could I have known such a beautiful thing could be so cold?
I saw something that I'd never seen before
A flower so graceful yet cruel
Invaded my heart with a violent storm
Black rose, why do you pierce me with your thorns? Yeah
Black rose for you, this poor soul was born
Black rose, can't you see inside this cold and shattered heart of mine?
Black rose, you make torture into an art
When you drive your thorns right into my heart
Passion has enslaved my heart and cursed my soul
I should have known better than to touch the thorns of a black rose, yeah
The dream of two hearts as one almost came to be true
But what could have been love was destroyed
By the wickedness that lives inside you
Black rose, why do you pierce me with your thorns? Yeah
Black rose for you, this poor soul was born
Black rose, can't you see inside this cold and shattered heart of mine?
Black rose, you make torture into an art
When you drive your thorns right into my heart
Black rose, why do you pierce me with your thorns? Yeah, yeah
Black rose for you, this poor soul was born
Black rose, can't you see inside this cold and shattered heart of mine?
Black rose, you make torture into an art
When you drive your thorns right into my heart