There is a rose in the devil's garden
In shadow it grows along
Many things are dangerous now
In this garden we call home

Careful as you make your way
Some things are poison to the touch
You've spent your life living in this place now
You don't have to run away so much

My love, it is a black rose
They'll lie to you, the heaven's fate now
And as this dark romance grows
It's not from the sun, but the starlight that's so far away
And in the devil's garden

The sun will swell with poison hearts
Fed by tears and nighttime rain
Under Translyvanian moon
Grows a flower of death and pain

Death is pure, life is not
So ask yourself, what do you want
Passing you, and I want you
So pick the black rose, let its thorns cut you