Black Rose - This Cold Night

Black Rose

This Cold Night

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Black rose a close friend

I was with her at the end

Hanging by a thread to life

The young don't go gracefully

No stoic older life

What a pale and terrible sight

The hopelessness of it all

It's so overwhelming

At death we sit at the bitter table

Surrounded by faceless company

And life has lost sweetness

When every eye is full of pity

I'll lay a single black rose at your grave

I'll lay a single black rose at your grave

I'll lay a single body at your grave

Convulsing despairingly

- It's already the end -