• Hands that reach forward
    For that perfect single rose
    Tangled so deeply within
    Only the sharpest briars
    Perfect red as red as
    The setting sun
    As red as the
    Drip of scarlet life
    As perfect as the
    CVhild's innocent eyes
    Fighting for the
    Way of the world
    It lives so sadly
    Lives so madly
    Against every
    Will of the world
    To destry those
    Oh so beautiful
    Life-stained hands.