As beautiful as can be
Her scent can light up
The scenery
Cold stares from everyone
Looking around astound
By her presence
How could such a rose
Grow in a dismantle environment
No rain no sunshine
Nothing but a big ebony rose
Out of no where?
Nobody could judge the peddles
The peddles represent the damage
Done over the years by mankind
As a symbolization of Mother Nature
Saying she can still make
Beauty out of ugly
Since sin is buried through out of the Lands
In the heartless world where i stand
How can i be a Man?
When im consolidated by an invisible imprisonment ?
Well the rose told me that no matter what
You can still shine through out
The good the bad and the ugly
None can judge me
No one can stop me but me
So i take my damaged peddles
Nurture them with care
Look into the celestrials
Free my soul no longer a pedestal
To mankind enslavement