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There is a rose in hte Devil's garden<br />In shadow it grows alone<br />Many things are dangerous now<br />In this garden we call home<br /><br />Be careful as you make your way<br />Some things are poison to the touch<br />You've spent your life here in this place<br />You long to run away so much<br /><br />My love it is a black rose (my love it is a black rose)<br />Held out to you by hand of fate (held by the hand of fate now)<br />And as this dark romance grows<br />It's not from the sun, but the starlight that's so far away<br />Above the Devil's garden<br /><br />The fertile soil of poisoned hearts<br />Fed by tears and nighttime rain<br />Under Translyvanian moon<br />Grows the flower bred from pain<br /><br />Death is pure-life is not<br />So ask yourself, what do you want?<br />As for me, well I want you<br />So pick the black rose and let its thorns cut you
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There is a rose in hte Devil's garden<br />In shadow it grows alone<br />Many things are dangerous now<br />In this garden we call home<br /><br />Be careful as you make your way<br />Some things are poison to the touch<br />You've spent your life here in this place<br />You long to run away so much<br /><br />My love it is a black rose (my love it is a black rose)<br />Held out to you by hand of fate (held by the hand of fate now)<br />And as this dark romance grows<br />It's not from the sun, but the starlight that's so far away<br />Above the Devil's garden<br /><br />The fertile soil of poisoned hearts<br />Fed by tears and nighttime rain<br />Under Translyvanian moon<br />Grows the flower bred from pain<br /><br />Death is pure-life is not<br />So ask yourself, what do you want?<br />As for me, well I want you<br />So pick the black rose and let its thorns cut you
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