Black Rose is here.
To behold it sybolizes depression.
Never anything nice.
it's unhappy glow blooms,
In the night,
It's the of death.
Look beyond your windowsill,
It's there behold the end is near.
It'll never die,
never fade away,
you'd want to look out,
death is on the way.
To behold it sybolizes depression.
Never anything nice.
it's unhappy glow blooms,
In the night,
It's the of death.
Look beyond your windowsill,
It's there behold the end is near.
It'll never die,
never fade away,
you'd want to look out,
death is on the way.
