Come like the dusk
Like a rose on the grave of love
You are my lust
Like a rose on the grave of loveI curse the day I first saw you
Like a rose that is born to bloom
Don't look at me the way you do
Like the roses, they fear the gloomYour thorns, they kissed my blood
Your beauty heals, your beauty kills
And who would know better than I do?
Pretend you love meCome like the dusk
Like a rose on the grave of love
You are my lust
Like a rose on the grave of loveIndeed reality seems far
When a rose is in love with you
Slaves of our hearts, that's what we are
We loved and died where roses grewThey watched us silently
A rose is free, a rose is wild
And who would know better than I do?
Roses are not made for loveCome like the dusk
Like a rose on the grave of love
You are my lust
Like a rose on the grave of loveCome like the dusk
Like a rose on the grave of love
You are my lust
Like a rose on the grave of love