Oh, deadly black rose
you cut so deep
making so many weep
in Darken Dreams...
how could you be so mean?
You turn to dust
you cast your spell in the air
yet, you hold no care
you don't play fair...
Dark Angel loves you so very much
it is almost like lust
but you are only dust
he keeps you always so near
to bring on more fear
who is standing near
Oh, Black Rose,
You cut deep way too deep
to those who sleep
who fall into darken dreams.

Judy Emery © 1989
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery