Black Roses for the Wicked One - Elvenking

Like a poisoned apple

A little taste of her is sweet but deadly

Her carriage leaves

Before the midnight hour and then she fades away

A crown of thorns he wears to override

The lightness of their whining

Down to delirium

He finds this way to crawl once every other day

Empty now I feel, even when I should be full of myself

I’m addicted to the misery that rots inside

Scary, cold as the freezing snow, this is how you might consider me

So open up your heart and come to the other side

Bring black roses for the wicked one

He can dominate the pain

As she ravages his love with sorrow

Midian is where they’ll spend their quarantine

Among the other freaks

Empty now I feel, even when I should be full of myself

I’m addicted to the misery that rots inside

Scary, cold as the freezing snow, this is how you might consider me

So open up your heart and come to the other side

Bring black roses for the wicked one

I wasn’t made for loving you, 'cause I belong to this stormy night

Of laudanum, of sulphur, blood and a touch of death

Bring black roses for the wicked one

Don’t waste away all your sympathy

On a fallen soul like me

There are not such things as miracles

Pain will always stand by me

Someday someway you will get to see

There’s no haughtiness in me

No redemption and no deliverance

So get the hell away from me

Scary, cold as the freezing snow, this is how you might consider me

So open up your heart and come to the other side

Bring black roses for the wicked one