• as the black rose turns to white
    my heart starts to die
    on this stary night,
    the shadows,slowly and painfully eating
    but as the black wind keeps blowing
    my heart is still beating
    its hard to move,hard to breathe
    but I know that my love for you will never leave
    the heart may hurt,and it may give in
    but gives a sacrifice to the shadows
    to protect its love from their dark sins
    so go ahead,take me away...
    but i know this passion
    will always stay...