The scent of roses Embraces me And the Thorn Bird is singing United in suffering Blood trickles from my wounds The stigma of my greed The artificial rose never dies But I`m ravished by the wild rose It smells most beautiful When it`s dying
My private Heaven My private Lake of Tears My private Temple Of Crystal Ice
At the Edge Of Sanity I`ve built the Castle Of Sand
Trying to hide In depth of soul I shred of mortality Is unavailing Fear will find it Bitter rain falls down From the clouds of my eyes I`ve found purpose in life To be always in motion
The rose my wither But you cannot keep its smell
Please put one red wild rose on my grave...
[written by P.Maslanka]
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