Across the light blue sky   There are nothing but clouds   And all the trees once green   Have dropped their lifeless leaves   Where is the blackest rose   The only one I would choose   Her colourful bloom's all I need   For my dark ego to feed      On the search for the flower desired   Find the way, find the way to her   Through the shadows by shining fire   Find the way      The search for the black rose has ended here   She is standing right in front of my eyes   I'm kneeling down, stretch my hand to pick   The flower to quench my desire   My heart bleeds as the bloom loses all her colours   My finger bleeds as a thorn pricks it   She hurts others for not being hurt herself   ...Hurt herself      Wounds heal and you'll see   That a rose is not only there to hurt you      Beyond the dark grey clouds   There is nothing but light   At night the stars will shine bright   When wind thrusts the grey clouds aside   I see red roses in bloom   Their beauty and nothing like gloom   Only a fool couldn't see   What I've just discovered for me