There is a rose in the devil's garden In shadow it grows along Many things are dangerous now In this garden we call home Careful as you make your way Some things are poison to the touch You've spent your life living in this place now You don't have to run away so much My love, it is a black rose They'll lie to you, the heaven's fate now And as this dark romance grows It's not from the sun, but the starlight that's so far away And in the devil's garden The sun will swell with poison hearts Fed by tears and nighttime rain Under Transylvanian moon Grows a flower of death and pain Death is pure, life is not So ask yourself, what do you want Passing you, and I want you So pick the black rose, let its thorns cut you