Black Rose

a little bit more...?

They say only the good die young
But truly death doesn't play favorites
I say let that son of a b*tch come

(Dico ergo quod filius venit canis)

So I can laugh and light a cigarette
I'm living a life the world will soon forget
(I'll step into the darkness with a tip of my hat)

(Ingrediamur in caliginem, cum egomihi pilleum extremum)

So Lay Your Black Rose
On The Black Laquered Lid
Into The Blackest Hole
Being Lowered Deeper In
I wont be coming around this way again...

(Non ero venit circa hoc iterum)

I give you back my heart
I give you back my breath
I sold my soul long ago
So give me back my death

(sic redde mortem)

I have walked alone
I can hear the funeral bell...
My sins are not atoned
Free me from this hell

(libero me ab inferno)

So Lay Your Black Rose
On The Black Laquered Lid
Into The Blackest Hole
Being Lowered Deeper In
I wont be coming around this way again...

(Non ero venit circa hoc iterum)

I wont be coming around this way again...

(aliquantulus frenum magis)

A little bit more
A little bit more
Is what you always say!