Misguided By a Rose

Darkest, sweetest, blackest rose, so deep and so inspired. Your blinding beauty comforts me, No effort is required. I fell within your dreamy trance, I become quite delerious. But your black petals start to dance, sweet rose oh so mysterious. Rose, why must you trick the hurt, With your wonderous deciet. You make the exit look so right, You guide the loste one's feet. You taunt us thirst weak ones, Make death look like a well. You only wish to burn us up, You send us straight to hell.