... Roads for the fire Heading for the obscure I sight a black rose On the way to destruction Dark gardens Roses that bleed Secret keys Tutored by Gargoyles To sketch a painting Degenerative inks Obscure beauty I want your image We are arrested Running for a direction To have hope Look for the triumph Mazes of Black Roses Fences to breathe In objection, thorns Bleeding its stems We live in this garden Sketching to despair In way to revile Because the black roses bleed...