Red rose, so attractive bleeding broken feelings in this shade of hate your color turns to black New dawn enlight my wrong thoughts make blind my weakness align the astral conscience to my old strength Outside, no ways need to be found change of visual inside, find the deepest contact with your soul A face that hides a secret dark lying mirror an always hidden whisper revealing truth Sensation, emotion Deep feeling, true devotion Supreme love, supreme hate Divine choice for a new fate Symptoms of a viral illness hard to challenge closed eyes tired to see the red rose turning black A never-ending try to escape myself while there still lies the mirror and something more