Searching for the black rose, The power it will bring, From darkness it will haunt the devil's darkest dreams. No one can posses it, With greed it will exist, When evil try's to find it, The stronger it exhibits. Its rope will burn in passion, The urging it can cause, Nothing can control it, And now it may be lost.

It's dark as the ashes, It has burned for years. No phoenix will rise from this, It will burn with tears. If one must find it the power one shall hold, More precious precise then diamonds, More valuable then gold. It will destroy every one and you, Then nothing will save you, For it will kill them to. It will burn the ashes, That will kill the phoenix, And never will it be born.

Nothing can deceit it, Nothing will break it. The power will kill the smiles, Then they will turn to frowns. Show no emotion for it has been found, Demons fear it most, For they will be its slave. A thousand fallen angles, Obeying its command.

If one must find it, Then it has begun, Nothing will you save you, The final hour has begun. The demos get there their wings, And now the fallen angel, Destroy with revenge, Whatever this will bring.

Take away the cold and fire, It will be replaced, By a force of angry laughter, As it decays.

Stop your counting, For the day has come. Nothing is left on the clock, Time has run out. Bring the fallen angles, The end has started now.

The rose has been found. It has so many lives, All that's left is darkness, And the greed of the one who held it last. He is the ruler, But not as planned, The gateway has been opened, Now the war has begun. A light was found shinning, But it has disappeared, For the bearer is now with ones, That he has killed.

The rose has disappeared, To be found once again, But those you dare to find it, Cannot know what's it's for.