Desert Rose

Ask me where I hide Where I conceal my thoughts And my darkest lies… Ask me where I run to When the moons are full And there’s nothing more than the devil's grin… Ask me what I’ve told you During the latest hours Of the darkest morns… If you would just ask… I'd just tell you… My thoughts…they lie beneath the deserts thorn Under a rose I call my own Where the crows go to dance And where warriors throw their mighty lance. Where the eagles die because of their pride And where storms turn away, because they need to hide. Under the thorn of the desert rose… Where beauty is its game and destiny her thrown Alone with her silence of gusts and winds Alone with her silence…of what could begin… While the moons are full I crawl in the devil's place... Where the pools are dark And reek of death Where nothing else can give in Where I’m drenched in anger, hate and fear. Swayed by the gusts of yesterday’s winds Where trees are burnt covered in thorns of everyone’s sins. Roses are bleached and covered with ash Where no one travels against the sand… Hear my words once again my friend… I am nothing but living… Without fear and with you my dear See my world, hear and feel it… It is nothing without you My world turns to coal My thoughts start to burn Roses turn to ash And all I can hear Is the devil's laugh *¿Oyes mis suspiros…? Son para ti mi amor…* *Oyes mis suspiros...son para ti mi amor* *Do you hear my sighs...they are for you my love*