Burned by love, lies a blackened rose left alone to face my foes wondering what i will not do again wondering what was my final sin blazing heat turned to flame i will never be the same burning every emotion in its path a chard heart is the aftermath burnt to the groud with smoldering ashes started by my own matches escaping the fire i ran away and now can't go back to stay a rose was grown out of love nurised from the sun up above the rose is now in my hand and time has droped the last grain of sand the bulbs of roses is what we'd sewn standing amidst a croud im still alone after the fire finaly goes all that's left is the blackened rose