I know its desires
I see the shades of the death walking
in the horizon on its eyes
and the hammer in my hands
that you are the beautiful rose
I feel smell of the death
the black rose being born
in a light breeze the death
hugs me for the victory as a dream!
sunrise lost in the hell
of the blood! slaughter!
hatred! fire!
and pain!
come of the battle for revenge
in the war with satan... with satan!
in a mistic way in the search of the brave
it searchs of the victory.
I latch my eyes
for you lord of all desires
the more fine anthem...
the song for my end...
song for my death!!!
wickedness and malediction
is not a dream!!!
now is a nightmare of the black rose
anthem of the black rose
