My Blackest Rose

Under the gaze of the crescent moon
When I hold your face in my hands
I ask myself if this is too soon
Or if I should give in to what my heart demands
A sweet and gentle kiss
To bring light to words I cannot say
I do not know what will become of this
If you'll deny me and go our seperate ways

Turn your face towards me
And breathe
A sigh of relief
A look of disbelief
I've been here all these years
Through every night of tears
And when that night finally comes
When I hold you in my arms
At last I'll let you know
You are my blackest rose

I was there when you'd awake
From a vivid dream of discontent
And your hands I would take
To comfort you with words I meant
But the love behind my eyes you never saw
For your heart beat for only him
And despite it all
I always came to you like the wind

Turn your face towards me
And breathe
A sigh of relief
A look of disbelief
I've been here all these years
Through every night of tears
And when that night finally comes
When I hold you in my arms
At last I'll let you know
You are my blackest rose

I scream into the night
But no sound comes forth
If I hold on a little longer I just might
Be able to prove to you my worth
I've been there to hold you
And keep you company in your darkest hour
But nothing I seemed to do
Ever showed you you were my precious flower

Turn your face towards me
And breathe
A sigh of relief
A look of disbelief
I've been here all these years
Through every night of tears
And when that night finally comes
When I hold you in my arms
At last I'll let you know
You are my blackest rose

I suffered through agony
To show you that you were loved
And in the midst of my misery
Only you can lift me from the grave I have dug
I've loved you all along
And in my arms is where you belong
In my eyes you'll see the love that I hold
Forever more, you are my blackest rose

Turn your face towards me
And breathe
A sigh of relief
A look of disbelief
I've been here all these years
Through every night of tears
And when that night finally comes
When I hold you in my arms
At last I'll let you know
At last I'll let you know
You are my blackest rose




yesh,i have been listening a lot of OPETH latley.


pic credits : google. How i wish i could draw such beautiful sketches.