There is a rose in the Devil's garden In shadow it grows alone Many things are dangerous now In this garden we call home Be careful as you make your way Some things are poison to the touch You've spent your life here in this place You long to run away so much My love it is a black rose (my love it is a black rose) Held out to you by the hand of fate (held by the hand of fate now) And as this dark romance grows... It's not from the sun, but the starlight that's so far away Above the Devil's garden The fertile soil of poisoned hearts Fed by tears and nighttime rain Under Transylvanian moon Grows the flower bred from pain Death is pure - life is not So ask yourself, what do you want? As for me, well I want you So pick the black rose and let its thorns cut you My love it is a black rose (my love it is a black rose) Held out to you by the hand of fate (held by the hand of fate now) And as this dark romance grows... It's not from the sun, but the starlight that's so far away Above the Devil's garden