The Rose of Love and Death
Roses, Roses Such roses bloom In the garden of Souls Though with hidden doom
So lovely it is Resembling Love Death is what it signifies A coming ending it proves
Soft and soothing petals Roses are full of them But when wilting Turning to dust is what they redeem
With such fine, red color Like the blood that supports But when dying, it turns Into the color of a dead corpse
It possesses godly beauty With radiance so great Yet when its life is ending It'll turn to ashes at any rate
Its stem, full of thorns True Evil is revealed; Thorns covered in blood The Good is consealed
Like everything else, It would be like what it was said Like everything else, They're all dead
But until then...
Roses Roses Such roses bloom In the garden of Souls Though with still hidden doom...
CoCa-CoLAxxSniFFeR · Wed Jul 16, 2008 @ 09:28pm · 0 Comments |