Red Blood Roses Rises Again

In the shadows of the lost, the taunted past, has brought scars to my eyes

Where I can only see the death of my brother, and the loss of my child, it hurts inside

Red is the color of power, though this power is spreading blood from all ends of earth

Rising in the night, the prince of darkness takes hold of the strength of the vine, the rose

That takes hold, it is the power of love that enters the world, and keeps the evil in its place

Taken in to your mind, I am once again your bride, and I shall follow you into the tombs of mistery

Into the path of want, and the singing of the vampires will take hold of my throat, and I shall be the lead

Where ever the dynasty of trust leads me, I shall know that you are there, in my heart, where no one dares

It is the challenge of mankind that makes us who we are, makes us take a chance in life

I will wear the rose around my neck, with the thorns, embedded in my chest, and the blood will pour out slowly for all to see

You shall let me fall into your arms, and drink from my wounds, as you long for my sweet taste of encounter

Let me rapture your soul with my lust of pleasurable games, and we shall rein in the surrounding of a magnificent moon

Let me be the one you dance with, let me be the one you sleep with, and let me be the one you wake up to, as I soon

Will be the red blood roses that rises again, and you shall be the prince that has awaken me, and you shall take me for your own