as your eyes close, i awake. good night my sweetheart
tonight you’ll break down with roses cutting your throat
fallen so perfect. can you read my desire?
not a smile on your face, that’s my fault. but a smile on mine
don’t take it as a defeat
take it as one step to take off
the first step into angels arms
but they avoided, to let you break down
i didn’t want it this way, but take this time to find a reason
haven’t i heard a whisper, that cried: i’m sorry“?
what remains is one single tear… but tell me what i’m crying for?
no answers, cause now you’re voiceless
black roses turn into red…
…its not love, but blood that soaks the leafs